I have decided to return to my roots as a freelance writer. This is a decision that I have been wrestling with for over a year now, and certainly not one I have taken lightly.
As I contemplated a jump back in to the uncertain world of the freelancer, I was forced to take a long hard look at both my life and my goals.
When first I became a writer, and a freelancer, I had very little responsibility in my life. I needed only take care of myself, pay my bills and have enough left over for a case of noodles.
Today, as I take yet another step toward a full time freelancing career, I out my office door at a living room covered in a fine coating of baby toys. I hear the squeals of a toddler, my toddler, as he plays in the back yard with his father, my husband.
My life, my responsibilities have come a long way.
Noodles have given way to proper family dinners and a small studio apartment has evolved in to a nice family home.
My life is no longer just my own. Every decision I make today will affect my family tomorrow.
For me, the decision to freelance while trying to support a family means that I must work harder and better than ever before.
It will be up to me to prove to my editors that I am the best choice for their projects, and I welcome the challenge.
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