How to Start Freelancing

I recently sent this in an email, but thought I’d share for anyone who is interested. If you’ve got something to add, leave it in the comments!

How to Start Freelancing

Create a blog and be professional on it. I used mine as a portfolio of writing examples. It got me some really good jobs. Don’t use this platform to talk about poop, though it’s tempting.
What is your passion? Poetry? Short stories? Journalism? Find out everything about companies that work in those fields and send out cold emails. See if they’re hiring. If not, send proposals.
Settle… for now. You need to eat food, but keep the big picture in mind. You’re probably going to have to write copy for a tow truck company at some point (true story), but it will build into something you love.
Side Hustle. If you’re freelancing, you’re going to want to juggle several gigs at once, just in case something falls through.
Be paid what you’re worth. Just because you think it’s awesome that you’re writing/photographing/whatever and people are paying you — that doesn’t mean you should do it for nothing. Insist on a living wage (I started last year at $15/hour). Your talent is valuable.
~ Meg

Aug. 15: London, Day 1 

When I Realize I Can’t Speak English


This is the oldest thing I saw on the first day. Completely captivated.

After only 12 hours in England, I realized I didn’t know real English words and would have to hire a translator. Seriously. The language is so different over there.

King’s Cross and Platform 9 3/4dsc_6849

After we had gotten lost the night before, we finally figured out the tube. I also got a free app to help me out. It made all the difference.

Oh, and we stopped at Platform 9 3/4 —


Grimmauld Place

We got to see the outside of the buildings where that was filmed, but the very home we wanted to photograph was scaffolded/being painted. It was still cool to see.

The difference between Abbey Rd. and Abbey Road.dsc_6884

We rode the tube to Abbey Rd. — sounds simple enough, right? Wrong. It was the exact opposite end of the city. This is where my tube method changed to a mix of Google Maps and tube app (find the location, find nearest station, navigate on tube app to station).  When we realized the error, I sucked it up and called an Uber. By the way, everyone that works for Uber in London is nice. And there was another super nice guy at Abbey Road Studios that let Mike get a picture of the doorway. Before we left, we left our names on the graffiti wall. Definitely a surreal place to go.

Final Thought for the Day: No One Has A/C

Seriously, though. A/C doesn’t exist in England. It must be nice to not need it, except for the 2-3 weeks when it’s hot.