Thursday, April 8

5 Ways to Stay Productive in a Slow Economy


Apparently, I have a way to go before I can present myself as a Master Worrier, as I did in my previous post. My sister commented: "You didn't mention the economy, the war, global climate change, invalid mom, child who lives [hundreds] of miles away, etc. And what is retirement, anyway? I hear folks talking about it, but I don't see it in my future."
 
Okay, okay -- we're all going to be fine. We'll be working forever, though, so we'd best be doing something we like. I like writing -- it's good work if you can get it, and as the song says, "You can get it if you try."
 
As a freelancer since 1998, I've seen that things do have a way of working out in unexpected ways. The catch is: You look around and see nothing moving. But the fact is: There are at least a million things moving around beneath the surface, gestating, sprouting, getting ready to make an appearance.
 
I fall into the pity pot whenever I think of myself as responsible for everything -- and myself as the Little Red Hen of the World. (This comes naturally to many women, especially experienced Moms.) When I come to my senses, however, it's clear that I'm only responsible for so much -- my duties are finite. What a relief!
 
Once I get to that place, a 5 steps come to mind:
  • 1. Take care of yourself: get enough rest, do something fun, preferably outside.
  • 2. Take 5 or 10 minutes in the morning to slow down the mind-chatter and create inner silence and receptivity.
  • 3. Talk to friends and colleagues daily -- you need the spark of conversation to keep your own creative flame lit.
  • 4. Do the best you can on every job for every client: No matter what happens, you'll be able to respect yourself and know you did everything you could.
  • 5. Listen to other people -- you'll learn a lot about what's really going on.
 That's my story, what's yours?
 

Tuesday, April 6

5 Easy Steps to Useless Worrying

I've roamed all over gmail, twitter and facebook looking for ways to avoid writing today. I'm worried sick about losing my best-paying, largest freelance gig.

Yeah, I'm working as of now...but I found out my contract might run out in mid-May. I could be just another out-of-luck writer-editor...again.

My contract has already been extended from two months to six months. I could choose to be optimistic about my chances of being repeatedly renewed: They like me and my work, but...

...today my blood pressure shot up to "high normal" -- beyond its usual teens-over-70s range. My head aches. My guts are churning. My body is wondering if I should spend money on the Arizona trip we're planning for the end of May. I could be unemployed -- and I don't qualify for unemployment compensation -- when we get back. Could I live with the regret if I cancel the trip...again?

Will the housing market ever recover enough for Stuart to take over some of the bread-winning? Would that ease my mind, or would I just continue to worry? People say, Don't think about it, you'll land on your feet, you always do. How do they know? I don't recall ever landing on my feet, besides worry comforts me that I'm doing what I can.

And how can I help but feel unloved if I get laid off again? Losing my job last year meant anxiety, depression and low self-esteem. My sense of entitlement -- I should be able to retire and enjoy my life by now -- is apparently not strong enough to overcome this jobless economy.

Outside the marketing and business communications I currently produce for a large client, there's nothing doing for writers -- we're mostly being laid off.

I have a book I could write, but unless Stuart gets work, I can't afford to write it and don't have much chance of hooking a publisher.

When I was laid off in 2009, I had high hopes of finding ways to make money writing Web content, editing e-newsletters. But almost nobody even acknowledged my applications, resumes and cover letters. I found only found part-time employment through friends/relatives.

As everyone knows, it's who you know -- and I've already burned through the few resources I have. So, if I get laid off again, I plan to just go to bed and not get up. The gig I have now just came to me -- so I'll wait for my next job under the covers.

That's my story...what's yours?