I am a full-time freelancer. A hired gun. A mercenary of the creative bent.
Cool people give me money, I create stuff for them.
For the most part, I wake up when I want, work on projects I care about, and very rarely wear real pants (typing this in a pair of pjs my daughter gave me for my birthday).
I sometimes make good money.
I sometimes don't.
I didn’t graduate University.
I’m not particularly talented (better than some; not as good as maybe others).
But…
As a freelancer I may take on the same tasks as those working within a company.
I have to be self-motivated, and wear many hats (promoter, accountant, agent, art director, and more) in order to keep my business moving in the right direction.
I love contracts, working at coffee shops, and wearing funky clothes.
But as a mom, I can work around my family life most times.
Freelance?
You betcha!
Here's to seeing and finding the beauty, the hope and joy in the right now of our work lives.
And for goodness sake, let's have some fun while we’re at it!
