For the past couple of years, I’ve been slowly transitioning from academia to freelance writing. I do like writing. I like coming up with ideas, talking to people, piecing the words together, and then monitoring the reaction. I’m able to fit it into my day, which consists of a lot of “mom” chores.
This morning, I went to a special ed parents’ breakfast. At 1, I’ll make a pot of chili to have ready for dinner, because between 4 and 7, I have to take a kid to a swimming class, pick up a kid from cross country and go to a parent-teacher conference. In between those chores, I have three hours to do something. Freelance writing is my something.
But I’m getting fairly annoyed about the lack of pay for the writing. In the past couple of years, my paychecks for a week’s worth of work has shrunk to an embarrassing amount. I can’t continue. I would rather write for free on my own terms for this blog, than write for almost free for an organization that is making a profit from my work.
So, now I’m at a bit of a loss about what my next something should be.