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Five Freelance Secrets You Don’t Read About in Books

Before I took the plunge over the precipice of Steady Job Mountain, I did a lot of researching. I’ve read so many freelance and business books standing at a Barnes & Noble shelf that I find it’s hard to read sitting down anymore.

Sparky takes a guitar break

Busy with the business.

Among the mass of information out there about freelancing as an artist, I found lots of information about taxes, filing systems, invoicing, marketing, bill collecting, and the pitfalls of working from home. There’s all kinds of good advice about what to do if friends call you and want to go shopping every day or your parents think you’re a good for nothing little git. Clever pro and con lists about wearing pajamas all day are plentiful.

Now that I’ve had some experience under my… robe, I thought it would be interesting to put together my own list of things I’ve noticed in my small corner of the freelance world.

This is the real stuff, the stuff you don’t read about in the Graphic Design aisle at B & N.

Why Don’t They Call?

I don’t think I’ve ever picked up a freelance book that didn’t have some advice on how to deal with friends who are constantly calling you to go shopping and have lunch.

After bracing myself against this major barrier to success, I wish it would happen at least once. Where the hell are my friends? Why don’t they call or show up at my door with a six-pack of Coors and potato chips?

It’s because they all work for a living. Duh. Frankly, there’s a greater danger in me bothering them all day. After all, I can wrap up my day pretty much whenever I want, so the Gap sales will still be there.

Speaking of Wrapping Up… When Can I Be Done?

I’m supposed to set a schedule for myself so the day doesn’t get away from me.

Right.

After trying that a few different ways (I’m an iCal expert now), I’ve created my definitive schedule:

Morningish: Get up, eat, coffee, play with kids, discuss latest Bionicle story line.
After-Morningish: Look at clock, gasp in horror, make hasty exit to office.
Midday: Twitter. Read/respond to e-mail. Twitter. Do twelve other necessary tasks in no particular order. Twitter. Twitter. Twitter.
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fter-midday: Make more coffee. What’s for lunch?
After Lunch: Ready to work! Get ‘er done. Draw stuff, color it in, bill client.
Afternoon: Repeat if necessary, or play guitar until it feels necessary.
Evening: Start major project that will be frustrating to interrupt with dinner.
Nighttime:
Finish everything I didn’t get to during Guitar Time.

Client disclaimer: This attempt at jocularity should not be misconstrued as a lax attitude toward completing your project. You are special. Your project takes precedence over all things, including children, wife, food, and emergency dental repair. Your deadline is safe. Remember those nice things you said to me last week? Let’s stay in that world, okay?

The truth is, when you set out on your own, you are never done. Not during dinner, not at the dentist, not even during sex when your iPhone alarm goes off to tell you to create that proposal. Welcome to your new 24-hour day.

Sure, go to the movies. Go shopping, take a break. Just don’t think that you’ll suddenly turn off that part of your brain that knows you’re in business.

Try to shut that part down during sex, though. Trust me on this one.

My Butt Hurts

This is the secret no one tells you before you start a freelance art career: Your butt. It is going to hurt. Your ass could be sitting in a chair for hours on end while you labor over bezier curves and mask tools.

Remember that chair you saw at Costco that you didn’t want to get out of but was “too expensive” for now? Stop what you’re doing, get in the car, and go buy that chair.

Your butt is worth it.

Guinness Record for Fullest Bladder Ever

Please go relieve yourself. Now. It’s okay, you can stop reading this and I’ll be here when you get back.

Nowhere in any freelance how-to book did it mention how long I would attempt to hold my bladder while working. I think this is such an important piece of advice for those new to the freelance world. It’s one of those secrets nobody tells you.

It’s so easy, isn’t it? You’re in control of your schedule, the day is now yours. No boss is quietly counting your bathroom breaks anymore. So why is it so hard to simply get up and have a pee?

In my case, it’s certainly not my rickety chair. It seems there’s always one more piece of that illustration to squeeze out, one more YouTube marketing video to watch, one more e-mail to read and respond to.

Listen. It will all be there when you get back. Go pee. Please.

Eating as a Side Business

I never knew how much I could eat throughout the day when I’m at home. Ironic that I can’t get myself to the loo, yet I have no trouble polishing off the box of ginger snaps after midday coffee.

Food is a nice distraction. When my fingers are sore from my procrastinating guitar playing, why not rest them by using my tasting muscles instead?

When I worked in a corporate environment, food was just as much of a distraction. It seemed that everyone used the kitchen as a sanctuary from spreadsheet drudgery.

Now that I’m on my own, I don’t really need a sanctuary. I’m already in it. So what’s with the weird binging? My theory is that freelancers bodies become deprived of the peanut butter vitamin over time. Fried starch and chocolate stores are also depleted more rapidly in the home office environment.

Our systems are telling us that we need snack foods. Isn’t the human body amazing?

Whether you’re considering the leap into freelancing or starting your home business, I hope these five tips have been beneficial to you. Please share them with others. If you see some poor soul standing in the business aisle at a Barnes & Noble looking troubled by the vast amounts of tax tips and file folder maintenance, share your new wisdom.

It’s actually my sixth secret of freelancing; share.

 
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  • dayna
    that's so funny. i never thought about this but it's so true!!! i sit here, knowing I have to pee, and keep working, or reading or answering that last email, or that last blog post, or new story, and meanwhile I still have to pee..... I think it's all that tea I drink in the mornings, you get into these routines when you work from home, and all those snacks, they call your name all day, and you can 't wait for lunch and then dinner, and you can't be on ichat cuz then people bother you and you can't get yoru work done. the one nice thing is that at some point my body knows it's had enough and my eyes glaze over round 6/7ish and I have to shut the computer off cuz I can't take it no more, and the tv comes on or maybe the book comes out.....
  • Came over on Havi's recommendation and I'm so glad to learn that I am not the only one with crossed legs reading one more e-mail...
  • Hilarious! Also very true.
  • Terrific! I'm headin out for a good chair NOW!
  • Thanks, everyone. :)

    I really feel like I struck a chord. Everyone's talking about their ass now.

    "The reality is, there is no ass. There's only the tops of the legs." - Rob Reiner, "The Story of Us"

    It's clear to me now that the majority of the tops of the legs here need better support.
  • Re the 4 seasons again, and freelancing. Clothing through the seasons: I have worn the same red wool sweater every work day for so many days that I'm worried about breaking the chain. Also, chairs/switching rooms through the seasons: the room with the serious work chair is cold on winter mornings. Choices must be made!
  • Oh my god.
    I am so glad that someone else's ass hurts.
    I thought I'd lost my mind and that my poor bum was the only one suffering.

    Will start looking for that chair...
  • A big expensive "make my butt feel fancy" chair was the best business investment I ever made - but it took 5 years of torture from a cool as heck found-on-the-street rickety wooden number to drive me to it!

    Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh....
  • GirlPie
    Thanks to @Havi, this is my new favoritest post of the evening. Where have you been all my life? (Oh, right here? Really?!)

    I'm with Johnny Truant, BRILLIANT disclaimer. (AKA: "Why TheGirlPie is a pseudonym.")

    Why they don't call? They think you're actually unemployed and don't want to catch those cooties.

    The Sked: sub BoyPie for kids, cocoa for coffee, and "research" for guitar, and you stole my Trinote (old timey calendar.)

    My butt hurts too, and even the expensive chair doesn't change that, sorry to break it to you, Herman Fucking Miller Aaron Ass Killer.

    However, when I go to my real (big time city-center) office, I notice that I've gotten in the habit of needing/wanting the head/john/loo every 3 minutes! What's up with this?! I can drive from the coast to Vegas without a stop, but if I'm working I can't stay outta there.

    And I'm working on a way to get paid to eat since I do it constantly at and away from the desk... plus delivery, and escapes to local Indian/Korean/Mexican/Thai/Vietnamese/Chinese/Pizza/Burgers and Pinkberry under the guise of "exercise!)

    MAN -- you 'type' great. Keep up the good work.
  • Okay... and the guitar part.... I don't actually play the guitar. (But if you put "more Twittering" in that spot, that's MY schedule!)
  • I should have taken your advice and used the restroom before I started reading this.... As for your schedule: if it weren't for the coffee part, I'd think you'd been spying on me!
  • Susan Marie Swanson
    Gingersnaps enhance life (and work). Besides that, my secret of freelancing is not quite pulled together into words yet--but it has something to do with the seasons. The four seasons. And how when you are a freelancer the seasons can be (and, perhaps, insist on being) strikingly different from one another.
  • You had me at the client disclaimer.

    My wife used to give me all sorts of stuff to do all day. Get the groceries, pick up the dry cleaning, write a sonnet. Why not, right?
  • Such a thoughtful guitar playing pose you hold! I agree with the procrastination on creativity even though I'm writing stuff in my head in the shower or at the store, and the bladder... yeah, me too.
    Thank you for *sharing*, it helps remind us all!
  • You speak the truth man. A year ago I took a job after freelancing full time, in many ways I miss it, in many ways I don't. Nowadays trying to squeeze in freelance projects on the side, at night, during lunch, on the weekends, etc seems to piss my girlfriend off a lot.

    She reminds me daily that twitter does not yet pay the bills.
  • LOL, tats funny but very true. Juggling with work, home, parenting, social life, health and squeezing everything in between in a mere 24 hr day .... its loads of FUN :)
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