Today marks the 10th Anniversary of getting laid off at The Nerdery*. I’ve been doing the Unemployment Boogaloo for ten years. How did this happen? Do you remember 2009? I look back on it fondly…
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Day 198 of 200: The Worst Client
SPOILER: It’s me. I’m the worst client I have. I say this having finally mostly completed the latest update to my portfolio site. Mostly completed, because there’s a lot I want to fix, but it’s…
Day 192 of 200: The Cobbler’s Child
Earlier this week I had a phone interview with a potential client. He was funny and forthright about his writing and editing skills. I was, well, dorky and awkward. This should come as no surprise….
Day 177 of 200: The Slow Dance
Since the New Year, work has slowed down considerably. My nearly-full-time contact gig has expired, and, well so has everything else apparently. This is not the first slow period in my ten-year freelancing career and…
Day 142 of 200: Taking a Break
Last night I had one of those dreams that seemed to last forever, but consisted of only one scene. That scene was a random copy editor dude arguing with me about how I use too…
Day 140 of 200: Welcome to Holy Shit Week
It has been a damn day, Darling Ones. It started being annoying at 8:20 this morning and it did not stop, it has not stopped, and it probably will not stop until I pass out…
Day 117 of 200: Working on Sunday Blues
I spent most of today working. When I wasn’t working I was letting my oven self-clean itself and hoping it didn’t set my house on fire. While the oven cleaned itself, I cleaned the oven…
Day 97 of 200: Still Busy, Still Boring
It’s not Sunday, but I’m still boring. Do you remember when I used to do weekly Sunday + Boring posts? Ahhh. . . the good old days of 2015 when I tried to blog like…
Day 96 of 200: Fried
I’m not one a person who conflates busyness with being interesting. A lot of people do. If you’ve ever read world-class mommyblog Dooce at all since she got divorced, you know exactly what I mean….
Day 57 of 200: Another Wormhole
September, it seems, is full of wormholes. Thanks to Brett Kavanaugh & the legions of men who think sexually assaulting girls are consequence-free teen shenanigans, I’ve spent a lot of time, in my head, in…