Wednesday Writing Tip – Be Your Own Boss, At Your Own Risk

Being a writer is one of the best jobs in the world. It’s my dream career, and I can’t imagine doing anything else. But there are pros and cons to being your own boss in the Indie-writing world, all which can make or break ya.

Here’s my Top 20 list of Pros and Cons of Being Your Own Boss. Enjoy it with coffee, if you’d like. Or vodka. I won’t judge.


TOP 20 PROS

  • No Supervisor (unless your editor is waiting for the manuscript)
  • No Commute (unless you write away from home often)
  • No formal work schedule, or clocking in and out
  • No penalties for being late or calling in sick
  • No uniforms required. Or washed hair. Or makeup. Or clothes at all, for that matter.
  • No formal degrees needed
  • Introverts welcome
  • Procrastinators welcome
  • Multi-tasking dragon trainers, unicorn riders and Middle Earth trail guides always needed
  • Ego inflation automatically included for all book awards won
  • Tax write-offs for travel. And coffee. And printer ink.
  • Knowledge gained in spelling, editing, formatting and marketing
  • Mastering of ‘Internet Research’. Followed by, Mastering of panic-mode ‘Clear Browsing History’
  • Constant practice in the Art of Humility
  • Expansive knowledge gained in caffeinated coffee and tea products. Also in chocolate. Or hard liquor.
  • Paying bills with writing income
  • Feeling accomplished and successful
  • Making friends within the writing community
  • Being stalked online by readers
  • Spending more time at home with family and pets.

TOP 20 CONS

  • No Supervisor (you’re on your own to figure everything out)
  • No Days Off (if not writing, you’re thinking about writing – 24/7)
  • No formal work schedule
  • No employee benefits (health insurance, dental insurance, office romance possibilities or water cooler gossip)
  • Showering may become so sporadic that the neighbors notice
  • Introverts welcome (being alone full-time does bad things to the mind)
  • Procrastinators welcome (an Achilles Heel for some writers)
  • Insomnia
  • Ego inflation can reach dangerously high levels. Friends might be lost. Family might move out. The dog might even run away.
  • Self-Employment tax
  • Knowledge gained on spelling, editing, formatting and marketing can create madness. And broken laptops due to constant head-banging.
  • Weight Gain. Also, Flat-Ass Syndrome
  • Bad reviews are guaranteed
  • Hearing at every social event for the rest of eternity, ‘You’re a writer? Have I read anything of yours?’
  • Addiction to any, or all of the following is expected: Social Media, checking email at least ten times a day, hard alcohol, chocolate, junk food in general, really comfortable pens, notebooks and Forensic Files
  • Constantly checking online for pirated work. And laptop sales.
  • Feeling accomplished and successful is almost always followed by moments of self-loathing and self-doubt
  • Meeting crazy people within the writing community
  • Being stalked online (or in person) by readers
  • Spending less time with family and pets because writing consumes everything

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It’s Almost Here!

I’ve been saying for months that I need to clean up the print version of Dying to Forget and reformat it, update the cover to match the newer ebook, etc… well I finally started working on this a few weeks ago. Look what’s almost ready!!

As soon as I proof the print copy, you’ll be able to grab yourself one! Dying to Remember and Dying to Return will also be available soon! YAY!

Happy Tuesday!

Tuesday Teaser – Dying to Know

“You miss them, don’t you?”

We’ve walked half-way to the fountain, our refuge, when I realize I’ve been ignoring Kerry-Anne since we left the Ones department lobby.

“Miss who?” I blink.

She points at my arm, where my right hand is fingering the bracelet wrapped around my left wrist. I snatch it away and straighten my shoulders. I have too much to do to be losing myself in idle thoughts.

“No,” I lie, but when Kerry-Anne scrunches her face into a knowing glare, I shrug my shoulders in submission. “Okay, fine. Yeah, a little.”

“Have you talked to them or seen…him?” We’ve reached the fountain rim, and Kerry-Anne plops herself down, taking care to spread out the skirt of her sunny dress.

“No.”

“Why not?” Her lips peel back in a smile, showing the straight lines of her teeth.

I sigh, taking a seat beside her. “It’s complicated.”

“Everything’s complicated if you make it that way.”

“That should be on a bumper sticker,” I tease.

“Probably already is,” she smirks.

“When did you get so smart?”

She smiles. “Will is out on assignment. I miss him, too. But it’s not the same for you. Will and I see each other in between almost every assignment. Rush isn’t actually here. I mean, you never see him.”

I shake my head in disagreement while dipping my index finger into the fountain water. “He’s around, in a way.”

The words Rush spoke to me just before he last left the Station replay over and over in my head, and again, I reach across my lap to touch the delicate strands wrapped around my wrist with a wet hand.

We are bound together through this. Like family. If you want me to return, simply will it to be.

— Dying to Know, Coming Soon


Dying to Know