Unsure of most things.
I've romanticized the hell out of freelance writing. I did freelance web design for a while and hated it. I like to think I'd fare better with words than pictures.
The main detractor of me pursuing it was a combination of semi-cushy (but thoroughly soul-crushing) office jobs taking up my daylight and sheer terror.
Unemployment month two is now over, and with approximately $40 to my name, now I think it's time I went for broke, so to speak.
After reading this, I'm still terrified - but at least now I know what to be terrified of. So, thanks.
Upon closer inspection of the comments here (I'm still getting use to the idea that there are comments "worth reading" on places like The Awl), I suppose I ought to throw up some stuff I've done. Made. Written. Whatever.
Fearing I may make a fool of myself by attempting unsupported HTML, y'all're gettin' raw links.
Casual longform piece where I explore my and others' experiences as a synesthete:
My dissection of schadenfreude as a recreational activity for an entire generation:
Quantum mechanics is for lovers!
Lamenting my ennui of classical music:
And finally, some sci-fi pulp with ROBOTS
So uh hey I will write for you, and though I am aware that I'm just a child with a tumblr, even an 'internship' could be the kick in the ass I need to make more words come out of me. Sorry I missed the boat on that "hiring everyone who applies, lol!" internship rollcall earlier, Choire - I was busy being unemployed while ignoring some of the internet for a while.
Also I've been an accountant for five years now, I guess.
I want to make a living through writing or musicking or at least do something maker-y as my bread and butter, but I can't get out of my head the idea that I need a "day job" before I can focus on honing my maker skills to commodity standards.