What I Learned in my 7th Year as a Freelance Writer
Photo by Carl Cerstrand on Unsplash Seven years ago this week, I was snowed in, stir crazy, and fighting off the certainty that I'd just made a huge mistake. And now — sans snow — I'm struggling with that fear again. (But more on the changes afoot here in a minute.) That snowy January seven years ago, my husband and I had just moved to Portland, OR. I'd worked my last shift at the Elysian Brewing Company, said goodbye to all our friends, and hung my shingle as a full time freelance copywriter. I was terrified. One year earlier, I'd worked…