Freelance Like a Farmer
This is a guest post by Beth Ann Erickson.
I began my illustrious freelance career with visions of tweed coats, elbow patches, cigars, and pensive photos. My mind's eye saw a cluttered office, checks strewn across my desk, and waking to one illuminating thought after another. I believed I'd tap at the keyboard, mail queries, read my articles on glossy paper, and assignments would flow like water.
Small problem with that scenario. Tweed coats don't look good on me. I don't smoke, never have. And I usually wind up looking goofy in photos, no matter how hard I try to strike a pensive pose.
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