Word Mercenary Category
On my tax forms every year, I carefully enter “WRITER” as my occupation. Is it a sham? Do I actually write anything other than self-indulgent online musings? You be the judge. This is where I post links and thoughts on my writings that have been published elsewhere.
Selling or Burning?
8
Oct
2002
In: Word Mercenary
Sometimes, pursing a creative career feels like walking a hair-fine line between burn-out and sell-out.
If, in the interest of exposure or experience, you give too much of your work away for free…you get burnt out. No validation. Wheels spinning. Exhaustion.
If, in the interest of financial gain or career advancement, you cater your craft to another’s requests…you feel like a sell-out. Corporate whore. Hypocrite. Traitor.
Somewhere in the middle is a maintainable lifestyle and mindset. As in all things, balance seems key.
Anyone who knows me will get a giggle out of my next assignment for The Weekly: a “jaundiced” look at the world of fire performing.
I will have to write it carefully, or risk being run out of Seattle by friends waving flaming poi and shouting for my head on a spit.
My article in the current Seattle Weekly is now online and in print. I would just like to say that I am happy to see my writing and a photo of Michael Jackson on the same page.
Selling or Burning?
8 Oct 2002 In: Word MercenarySometimes, pursing a creative career feels like walking a hair-fine line between burn-out and sell-out.
If, in the interest of exposure or experience, you give too much of your work away for free…you get burnt out. No validation. Wheels spinning. Exhaustion.
If, in the interest of financial gain or career advancement, you cater your craft to another’s requests…you feel like a sell-out. Corporate whore. Hypocrite. Traitor.
Somewhere in the middle is a maintainable lifestyle and mindset. As in all things, balance seems key.
Anyone who knows me will get a giggle out of my next assignment for The Weekly: a “jaundiced” look at the world of fire performing.
I will have to write it carefully, or risk being run out of Seattle by friends waving flaming poi and shouting for my head on a spit.
My article in the current Seattle Weekly is now online and in print. I would just like to say that I am happy to see my writing and a photo of Michael Jackson on the same page.
Hey there. I'm Ariel Meadow Stallings, a native Seattleite who's written my way up and down the Left Coast. Electrolicious is where I post daily randomata, but I also write for a living. My first book, Offbeat Bride, was published last year.
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