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How once woman went from being a SAHM of four to a published freelance science journalist |
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I'm revising this intro after more than 15 years to better reflect my intention When I started this blog in 2004, I was a stay at home mom to two small children, a college graduate with a degree in English and Astrophysics. By 2007, I had four small children, ages newborn, 2, 4, and 6. For several years, Writing.com was how I kept my sanity. This blog began, first as a way of staying connected. Later, when I worked on a novel, I used it to stoke the writing fires as I plotted out short stories and the next step of my novel. Ultimately, I moved my writing preparation to "Invalid Item" In 2010, I became a single mom who had homeschooled her children for several years. I had a 2, 4, 6 and 8 year old and had never had a "real" full time job, since I was married while in college. Everyone told me that I would have to buckle down and take on a "real" job. Instead, I decided to attempt to live my dream: to make it as a writer. I knew that if I didn't try then, I would never really dive in. I counted my money and set a deadline. If I hadn't began making a decent (defined) amount of money after so many months, I would suck it up and get a J-O-B. After some thought, I decided to play to my strengths. I served an internship at Sky & Telescope magazine while in college and enjoyed writing about space and astronomy. With an astrophysics degree, I thought I would be able to sell myself more easily, and a small niche should be easier to penetrate. It's been about ten years since I was first paid for an article on Space.com. In that time, writing - journalism - has been my primary moneymaker. I've often thought about setting up a blog on my website - www.astrowriter.com - but just haven't gotten around to it. There are a few things I would like to share for those who are interested in scientific journalism in general. Now that I'm back on WDC, there's no reason not to combine the two and use the site blog for that sort of interaction. There are certainly plenty of folks on this site interested in the publication process. So while I'll probably meander around some, that's the intention of of this blog: to share some of my struggles as a published journalist and to help answer oft-asked questions. |
| What chore do you most dislike doing? Tell us a creative story about how you might get out of doing it. Seriously? I'm a mom - a single mom to boot. For the longest time, I was doing all the chores. Actually, that's not really true. I've had my kids doing chores - albeit not perfectly, for several years. When my oldest was three (and subsequent children as well), I would take the sharp knives out of the dishwasher and then have her put away silverware. I remember reading somewhere that it was basically shape matching, which is good for toddlers to do. Similarly, at about 3 I would have them load the drier with their dirty clothes; I would toss them to the dryer door and they would push them in. They got to the point of pushing them in, then moving them over, and finally doing it all. Now that they are all teenagers, I get to make them do all of my least favorite chores! The two chores I hate the most is washing dishes (by hand) and cleaning the bathtub. Not the toilet, the tub. When I was a kid, I always had to wash the dishes after dinner, swapping with my sister to rinse, or dry, or whatever. At one point we had a dishwasher, which in 1992 was the greatest thing ever. We were in that house maybe two months when there was some punishment - I think maybe we didn't properly scrub the dishes clean before putting them in - and we lost the ability to use the dishwasher for the remaining 2.5 years we were there. Also at one point, when I was maybe six and my sister was five, I bet her something - don't recall what - that I could finish washing the dishes before she could finish rinsing. I think she tried for a week to beat me but never managed. The other chore I hate is the bathtub. It always takes forever. My youngest used to love it. She would put on her bathing suit to climb in and scrub it. She's 13 now, and I think she only stopped that in the last two years. But you reach and strain and ugh, I just hate it. The most creative thing I ever did to get out of both of them was get married. I told my new husband that I detested those chores and he promised to do them. He actually did clean the tub while I was pregnant with our first - I have always enjoyed escaping to a hot bath with a book and something to nibble - but then dropped it soon after the baby, when I most needed the peace of a bath. Similarly, we've had a dishwasher since I got out of college/got married, so I've managed to avoid that. Convinced him that if I was doing dinner, he could do pots and pans. That didn't work very well when he was on the road, which he was for the lat part of our marriage. Suffice to say, I do not recommend this as a method of evasion. I suppose I already mentioned my follow-up method of evasion: having kids. My youngest has the chore of cleaning my bathroom and hers each week, so I don't have to do that, most of the time. So second method: having kids and waiting several years. I'm not sure it's worth the trade-off strictly from a work sense, though, as I'm pretty sure I spent more time working when she was young than I am currently evading. Still a better method than marriage, though. |