For several months now I have had the dream of someday changing my writing from a part time avocation to full time career. Due to a extraordinary opportunity that has become a reality far quicker than I ever dreamed possible. I have just completed my second week as a professional ghost writer and decided to share this experience with those who might be interested.
Offer and Dilemma
I was not actively looking for a ghostwriting job. The offer came out of the blue more or less. Someone who read a few of articles my sent a few of my links into a company looking for new writers and I was offered the job “out of blue” so to speak.
The offer while certainly appealing caused me a great deal of soul searching. Did I really want to write articles I got no credit for? Could I even an article on a topic someone else chose to their specifications?
I spent some time considering those two questions and many others before actually accepting the job. In the end the decision was far easier than I thought it would be. I love to write, I want to write, and I wanted to write full time. This was my chance and I decided I would be a fool to pass it up.
All that was left was proving to myself and potential clients that I had what it takes to write the kind of articles that they were looking for. I started by accepting one article.
Fear of Failure, Joy of success
The moment I submitted my first article I was overwhelmed with fear. I half expected my article to be rejected out of hand and to be fired on the spot. That didn’t happen, but the client did ask for a minor correction which actually filled me with relief.
A few more articles down the road and I got a message from a client telling me that he liked my article and asking me to write another for him. I was thrilled all out of proportion for such a simple success. For a moment there I actually felt as though I won the Olympic medal for writing!
Reality set in, and I simply got back to work.
The hardest thing about this job is meeting deadlines, especially as until this morning I was also working an outside job. This meant there were days that I rose extra early to write and stayed up into the wee hours of the morning as well.
It meant letting my writing on AC and other sites drop off and trying to manage two jobs, my home, and still spend time with my husband.
It is not the easiest of jobs, but it is endlessly fascinating and I absolutely love every minute of it.
I now can’t wait for someone new to ask what I do for a living. I am looking forward to saying I am a professional writer.