Tag Archives: Changes

Um, So, I Got a Job…

Um, So, I Got a Job…

Posted on 15. Nov, 2010 by Writer.

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This past September was a very exciting month for me. It was the first month I made enough to pay my bills and eat SOLELY from writing. I was pretty proud since it had only been a year since I quit my job to pursue this so called writing life and I honestly thought it [...]

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Happy Changes and Stuff

Happy Changes and Stuff

Posted on 27. Apr, 2010 by Writer.

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For any of you following DirtbagWriter I have obviously abandoned my publication schedule during this last week and have well… decided to abandon it completely.  My gears have been churning and many new opportunities have risen from the dust so I’ve decided to make some big changes here. Have you ever felt like starting over?  [...]

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An Unexpected Trip Home

An Unexpected Trip Home

Posted on 18. Nov, 2009 by Writer.

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The world speaks in such mysterious ways sometimes…. I had just finished a post whining about my lack of desire to return to Salt Lake City in the coming weeks and then the next morning boarded a plane to St. Louis to visit my bestest friend in the world.  Plane then gets delayed in Colorado [...]

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The Pleasures of Insomina

The Pleasures of Insomina

Posted on 28. Oct, 2009 by Writer.

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In college I prided myself with being able to function highly on very little or no sleep at all. Barenaked Ladies’ Who Needs Sleep? was my mantra for most of those years.

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New Beginnings: The First Month In Review

New Beginnings: The First Month In Review

Posted on 30. Sep, 2009 by Writer.

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As I look back at my goals for the first 3-months of my full-time freelance writing career, I wonder what I have accomplished during this whirlwind first month.  I am going to use these occasional check-ins as a way to monitor my progress, keep the motivation strong, and basically hold myself accountable so I don’t [...]

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Have Ruby, Will Travel

Have Ruby, Will Travel

Posted on 08. Sep, 2009 by Writer.

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I wake slowly with my feet dangling out of the back of the car.  It takes me a few moments to recall where I am after digging myself out of the stack of pillows and blankets I had piled over my head to hide from the rising high altitude sun.  I reach for my glasses [...]

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