The life of a working freelance writer is fraught with peril

Hi all! Sorry for the extended hiatus. The life of a working single-mom freelancer requires a certain amount of precision to keep pace — and February/early March messed with my shit big time.

These people who swear that they’re my children had school for about a total of an hour and a half during the past six weeks. On top of that, I had two (really exciting) potential gigs pop out of the woodwork and I went deep into proposal-writing mode. And then, you know, I had all my regular paid work to do.

What can I say? I flat-out ran outta hours to write here.

Hang tight, chickadees. I haven’t forgotten about you! I’m working on the next post and promise to have something up on Monday.

In the meantime: SPRING! Woot!

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