Why I’m Going to Write Everyday
There are a number of reasons for this. To be a freelance writer has never been a dream of mine, but for some reason, over the past few months, it suddenly has become one.
Money factors into this equation, of course. I’d love to be able to earn through my writing, especially given that I have always been good at it (or so my mother, also a writer, tells me). And lately, I’m kind of short on it (the money).
I love the idea of working from anywhere. I’ve tried this out before, having worked for periods as a designer and also as a social media manager… but I grew tired of that work. It wasn’t as satisfying to me to publish a post I’ve agonized over as it is to produce a sentence I’m pleased with.
However, every time I give this small dream of mine a thought, I come up against a wall. Despite having previously worked in the ‘content’ industry, there are very few long-form, written pieces that I’ve had published anywhere. All I have is my personal blog, and I don’t want any potential clients of employers to be reading about my deepest most personal feelings and such. My profile on Upwork wasn’t even approved the first time I tried. That was disheartening.
Today it occurred to me that in order to get work, I have to show work. And in order to have work to show, I need to create it. Out of thin air. Just like I work in my sketchbook and produce paintings in order to practice and build on my portfolio — which no one’s paying me for — I must approach writing in much the same way. I don’t know why this never crossed my mind before. Or maybe it did, and I didn’t want to believe it. I just wanted to be hired. Which is… not justifiable.
So here I am. I’m not sure how this works because I’ve only ever written for myself, without the presence of public scrutiny (with the exception of times I’ve chosen to share intense thoughts to my Facebook status). But I probably need this. If nothing else, I will develop a writing habit. And I will have something to show for it.