We all have each other
Email from Kim to Betsy, 17 February 2009
YES! This is exactly it. I think fear is at the crux of the issue for everyone, even if people’s fears differ. But I think the fear of instability is common to all people who want to go independent.
I think this is why an open dialog can be so powerful. Not just because talking with people who are in the same boat can be so great, but also because, really, “independent” can mean two things: It can mean making a living for oneself on one’s own terms, but it can also mean going it alone.
It’s the alone part we can address together. Really, freelancing probably entails working with more people (and, I think, in more satisfying ways) than working a “real” job. We’re not alone.
To risk cheesiness in summing up: We all have each other.
But seriously. Businessy types call it networking; I call it collecting people. We have each other to learn from, to learn with, and to count on. It won’t pay the bills, but it can be the foundation of creating stability.
Ok, we have to do this. I don’t know why I’m caught on the idea of writing letters to each other—maybe it seems so intimate while it also tells a story.
The site could become many things; maybe the first component of it should be something like a collaborative blog. Like, “Dear Betsy, I woke up this morning with a terrible feeling of doom. I hate one of the big projects I’m working on, and am totally at a loss for what I want to do instead. I have all these ideas, but…”
If we do it, and do it honestly, I have no doubt good things will come from it, even if those good things only add up to a bunch of fun (but I think it will end up being more than fun).
What if we took the few tweets and these emails, edited them a bit, and started there?
Kim
Oh! P.S.:
I so totally hear you.
I have an internet nemesis (so I like to jokingly refer to her). Every so often she tunes into what I’m doing and rips it apart. When I announced I was leaving the magazine, she went on about how I have the luxury to not follow through on things (of course she thinks I suck and am unqualified to do those things in the first place) because I have a big mucky-muck husband to support me. Of course, my husband is in school, and has been for the last three years. I was the one doing the supporting, and when I started to be miserable at work, we sat down and figured out what I’d have to make freelancing in order for me to be able to leave my job. It turns out it wasn’t a painfully large amount of money.
But then I also ended up selling CrochetMe.com at that time, and that removed the desperation for income, for a few months at least. I certainly didn’t get rich off it, but I did buy some cushion. I wonder, though, if that cushion is a blessing and a curse. A blessing because, oh my god the luxury! But a curse because that luxury means I can do anything I want for a while. And that means I have to figure out what I want. And I want a lot of things, and I don’t know if they’re compatible. I want to write, I want to write about crafts but I also want to branch out into other topics and I haven’t figured out yet what I want those topics to be; I want to work with smart, creative people when I do whatever it is I’m going to do; I want to talk the talk of doing right by the planet, and I want the strength and conviction to walk the walk. All of that is so general! What’s my first step to be? And the tenth step? How on earth will I make a living?
Ok. Anyway.
If you want to write, don’t get a day job. Write. For you. People will listen.
