Each morning starts with a quick look at my statistics for Successful Freelance Writer (and all of my other sites). I look to see which articles are getting the most views and how readers are getting to my site. Today I found a new website – two actually. Get in the Hot Spot is a…
The words should be pouring out through the keyboard. Quiet fills the space and the kids will be occupied for the next hour. Yet the words seem caught up in my mind. They are locked away by the muse and seemed determine to stay hidden in that dark corner. Writing for a living means that…
The list of projects became longer than the piece of paper. It was too much. I officially have too many irons in my fire. There are so many crammed into that pour flame that it is amazing it still produces any heat. There is no problem with juggling a lot of projects at once. The…
My brain took a vacation and my muse went along for the ride. That is never a good combination. The cut goes even deeper when there are projects on the table demanding to be completed. The goal of 5800 words that I set just the other day is laughing at me from the other side…
Find what you love and then do it. That advice from the experts seems simple enough, but it can roll out of control if you are not careful. There are so many things that I love, or enjoy, or just am good at doing that sometimes I get scattered trying to pursue it all at…
There are too many things trying to occupy my time. My brain gets overcrowded and nothing seems to get done. Good intentions lie scattered around like the day after the battle. It is NOT pretty. The first day of February, a friend sent me an email inviting me to be part of a blog a…
Nothing frustrates me as much as reading a great post and forming the perfect response or comment only to discover that there is a process to being able to post that reply. The need to log in or register is one of the reasons that I hated Blogger for so long. Making things difficult for…
There was no hiding from the thoughts this time. The words came easy. The full article was finished and edited in only a few minutes. I like when my writing works out so well, under most circumstances. This time the words looked darker than what I have written in the past. The pressure seemed to…
Sometimes the words come – other times they stay cages up in the normal and expected. The muse gets choked up and has no way to run. The flood gates opened the other night. Catching that flow can be almost as difficult as taming a true river, but the results of success can be just…
My first attempt at getting published happened while I was still in high school. The manuscript was typed and then mailed to a teen magazine. The rejection letter put up a brick wall on my creative daring that lasted almost twenty years. A mentor would have been a tremendous blessing. Attending writing conferences and making…