May was when the wheels seemed to come off the freelance bus. I lost a lucrative monthly client, and it caused a crisis of confidence of sorts. I’m sure there was more going on than losing a big chunk of ka-chingle. Who knows?
Six months later, I’m back on the horse. You can see I’ve been busy, with my byline showing up in a variety of places. The clip file has had some nice additions, including my piece on John Gould in the November issue of Down East Magazine.
If there’s one lesson I’ve learned as a citizen of freelance nation, it’s that when the roller coaster seems at the apogee of its ascent, don’t get too excited. It’s going to come rushing roaring down the incline to the bottom, sooner than you think.
I’m off to the White Mountains for two days, checking out ski resorts this time. Automobiles and now, skiing. What’s next? Brain surgery?
I’m not complaining, believe me; just happy to be along for the ride back to the top.
It’s fun to get away to undisclosed locations. And if there is some ka-chingle involved, all the better. I love New Hampshire and that’s probably why I lived there for so long, in spite of the fact that my heart was in Maine. I loved being able to say I was a “GRANITE” stater and “Live free or die, baybee.” Sigh….happy trails home!