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What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stranger

You Have Chosen… Poorly October 3, 2017

Filed under: What Doesn't Kill You — meganorussell @ 12:40 pm
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I’m going to combine three stories into one. Maybe a little because it’ll be more interesting and I can create an allegory of doom, maybe a little so I don’t get in trouble.

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Once upon a time, I received an email. Basically the email read: Whatever people told you you’ve done well, they were wrong. We found someone better. A new shiny toy that we like much more than we like you. I know that you’ve worked for us and you trusted us, but we’re going to screw you over for no apparent reason. Mostly because our nuggets have been tweaked, and we’ve lost all sense of right in the world.

The funny part is the email came more than a year after the battle had been won. The contract had been signed. The reviews had been given. I’d already won.

But the email sender still felt the need to reject a hard-earned triumph, even at the cost of their own business. (more…)

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Fancy-freelancing May 2, 2016

Filed under: Starting Off Strange — meganorussell @ 8:30 pm
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I have decided to become a freelance writer. I know what you’re all thinking: Megan has actually lost her mind this time, but hear me out.

Okay, so I don’t really know how to book freelance writing work. I’ve never freelanced before, and from the little I do know, competition is awful and pay isn’t the best. But those are all minor details. I can research and do some trial and error on submissions. I’ve written blogs, books, and songs, so the writing is just going to be about adhering to someone else’s standards. And as for the dollars made… Well, everyone has to start somewhere.

I love writing. I love writing blogs for all of you. I love writing stories. It would seem strange to, though the possibility of success may be slim, ignore a way to make money doing what I love to do. I know it might not be as satisfying as writing books, and I won’t have the freedom to write whatever the hell I want like I do with you all. But I’m going to try it! Cause why not? I mean, what do I have to lose but what little self-esteem I have left by facing infinite rejection?

So wish me luck, ‘cause I’m gonna need it!