I got my first writing job… crazy. I’m writing these blogs for lawyers. I take news stories about things that happened in their area of practice and turn them into little 200 word blogs, linking back to the lawyer’s website. I write web content for them too. And it’s hard. I mean, I thought I could write. I always said I could, and believed I could, but this is a whole other level. I can’t be too dry, can’t be too sensational, have to write in AP style, meaning one space after the period and a bunch of other stuff. I put links into the text and use keywords and all the other stuff that goes into writing web content. It takes me forever. I’m probably averaging a dollar an hour or something. But it is making me better. I now know what the hell “passive voice” means. I’m getting better at taking new information and explaining it. Shit I don’t know anything about. Premarital/prenuptial agreements? Got it covered. Sort of. I’m still revising, truthfully, but the point here is that I am getting paid to write. What I want to write? No. The writing of my hopes and dreams? Naahh. But hey, for the first time in my life I’m trying really fucking hard at something I know I can be good at, and slowly succeeding. That kicks ass.
Writing for Pay