Another Writing JobSite

If you are familiar with copywriting or ghost writing, then you can register on this site, RentAGhostwriter. Employers check out the site and you are likely to pick up a gig!

Another site where you can find freelancing work is located here, Online Summer Jobs. I've linked directly to the freelance section.

The cool thing about Online Summer Jobs is that they scour the net and condense all the jobs onto one site. Pretty cool because it eliminates jumping from page to page.

Don't forget to come back and comment if you find a good job, I want to know. I'll make a post about it!

Minka vs Paris Hilton Story

Thank you, Minka! You are my new favorite news personality. I shall now build a shrine to you!

If only every journalist had the gumption to do this.

Video link courtesy ebaumsworld.

I lost a day?

I could have sworn I posted here last night, but nothing is in the drafts. I bet that it just didn't get saved. BAH.

I did a lot of Assistant work last night, worked up some graphic samples, wrote another article, which I have to add to my running count at AW, and took care of some GHU stuff. I don't think I mentioned GHU here before.

GHU stands for Goth Help Us. I'm the chapter president of Buffalo. Cool, huh? You can even see a pic of me there, but it's crappy. Had it done the day before I went in for surgery so I look horrid. Anyway, GHU is really cool because anyone can join, goth or not. It's all about helping people.

I had a really cool message from AC last night. One of my articles, on vegan stuff, is being nominated for feature material. Woot! I worked up a pic for it that I really love. Can't wait to link to it if it gets featured! You'll be able to use my widget to see it, though. Everything I write is shown in it.

I got chosen to do some graphics for this one gig, too. Pays 150$. Yay! I can use it.

I keep seeing people asking about how to get into online work. Because of the bullcrap ads that send people to sites where you have to pay to register or access 'jobs', it's hard for anyone to know what to look for.

Well, here is what you look for:

1. No fee to register, browse, or apply to jobs.
2. Real ads from individuals or from companies you can do research on.
3. Obscure postings that are from people in your area.
4. Jobs with UPFRONT rates. Never work until the rates are set.

I'm feeling my way through the work at home world and these are the best tips I can provide so far.

Best places to find real jobs?

Craigslist - Don't limit yourself to your area. Try every town listed for online work.

Online Writing Jobs -I have found a few good gigs here.

I'm sure that there are lots of other places, heck, I know there are. BUT, these two are where I have finally found real paying gigs. Maybe you can, too!

How To Win Friends and Influence People. With Your Boobs.

A few days ago I answered some ads calling for writers. I have to admit that one query I sent out was probably more me and more off color than any I've ever sent. I was in luck because I had a reply the next morning with a request for samples.

WoOt!

Then I get a reply that they like my samples. More WoOt! I'll hear back from them around the end of the week.

I didn't mention that I told the Editor In Chief that I had bigger boobs than the rest of the applicants and to keep that in mind. Bwahaha! Politically incorrent, yassuh! And yet another reply to THAT one.

So anyway, like I told my firneds ove at Absolute Write, I'm either gonna get the position I'm after or go to hell.

I bet I go to hell anyway.

Naked Baby Queries

I have no clue why my kids like to strip when I'm sending out job queries. I swear to god it's like they know that I am distracted enough to not notice the chubby butts they're trying to poke out the window. It's really annoying when they moon the neighbors.

The funny part of the whole thing is, I'm not joking.

A while back, the girls thought it'd be fun, while mommy was on the phone and cooking supper, to strip their brother. He was close to seven months and just started crawling. They rolled his little behind onto his back, unsnapped his jammies and ripped out his diaper. Just imagine my surprise when I stepped in from the kitchen to see my son's flag at full mast and poking out of his sleeper. God.

Yesterday I found something interesting to put on Poor People's Survival Guide. It's a media feed that pays when someone views it. Pretty cool, considering they're just embedded videos like YouTube. I popped one up with women from Thailand making handbags from old newspapers. Kinda cool and the handbags are really pretty. I wish I'd paid attention to learning basket making now.

I have a trial job as a Virtual Assistant and I'm also trying out for another blog. Will let you know how it works out.

Sleeping Is Overrated.

Man, would someone tell my kids that summer vacation is for sleeping in? Ok, at least tell the one who goes to school that. Seems like no matter when I put that child to bed, she's up and ready to go full throttle at 6 am. 6:30 if I am lucky. Doesn't really matter, though, her 9 month old brother likes to wake up at 5.

I do the co-sleep thing, so it's rough when he climbs over my head.

I wrote and submitted an article about parents of special needs kids and the public school systems earlier. A little longer than most. I usually write 600 words, just for the quick cash. but, this is something near and dear to me and I wrote 1325. Yup, I made sure to remember that count. Longest that I've felt the need to submit to AC.

Not sleeping really messes with my day. When Amber [my 5 year old] is in school, it's ok for me to nod off in the morning while her little sister watches her morning shows. The little one, Terisa, can't climb over the baby gate just yet, so dozing in and out is pretty safe. I've always woken up at the slightest odd noise. Plus, my mother in law is usually in the kitchen or her room with the door open. The baby, Rob Jr, sleeps on my chest for his nap and something about holding a sleepy baby will put you out, too.

Then, when night falls and the kids are in bed, I have problems actually getting to sleep. I've always been an insomniac but it's ridiculous lately. My mind just can't stop running and I lie there for hours, it seems. With the kids so small, I'm afraid to take anything to help me fall asleep, though I did try this one herbal supplement with valerian and something else a while back. Next morning, I was so refreshed. I'm just terrified I won't hear the kids though and that Amber will slip outside.

See, she is special needs and has no sense of self preservation. She's smart as a whip, can figure out how to unlock doors, how to open windows, and anything else she wants to do. her only real handicap is some learning disabilities which involve social skills and self preservation, plus a bit of clumsiness. I am afraid I am going to wake up one day and that she is just gone. That's a big reason for our in/out lock deadbolts.

I am trying to think through on writing a book or maybe just really long article to submit to a national about raising a child in the autism spectrum. I also want to do some little books about Amber, but I am debating on whether or not to self publish them. If I self publish, I can use the type of art I want to.

I don't know. It's late and my mind is doing the overdrive thing.

I'm also thinking of doing some inline ads as an experiment on my other blog. I heard that Google doesn't let you do that along with Adsense, though. I should do a bit of research.

Get To Updating, Will Ya?

I really need to get off my rear and update more. I haven't been disciplined enough. I've decided that I need a system. So far the system has been to write when the kids go to bed, but even that isn't working lately. I did get a few articles fired off, though I have to see if they are accepted.

While flitting around AC, I found some really great articles on writing. The author of these articles is very articulate and I am astounded at the variety of writing. I really needed the Bare Bones For Writers. I am sure that a few of you will find that interesting, along with her Write Better Fiction article.

For the past few days ideas have been popping into my head like crazy. I've used that to write a few articles and list others. I also am trying to get the gumption together to put together a small e-book for my other blog. I plan on selling it through LuLu. Before I do so, I am going to research more. I did find another article on Epublishing.

I did want to say thanks to the people I've met on Absolute Write Water Cooler. Especially the peeps in the Just Hit Send Challenge. I wouldn't be moving my fingers as much without them.

Blocked

Been trying to think of something to write lately. Maybe the headaches ate away my brain, I don't know. Yesterday the articles I had submitted were accepted, just waiting on payment now. I thought the cash would have been deposited today, since they pay on Wed.

Obviously not.

I've decided that I hate my desk. I really need an office and the one upstairs closet would work nicely. We have two extremely large closets upstairs, big enough to really qualify as two very small bedrooms. I would go nuts without a fan, though.

So anyway, I thought I would put a link in for the one article I like. It's about the pound where my two fosters came from. I'm slightly pissed that there are typos and other errors in the published article. Some content manager was overzealous. I've noticed the same problems in other published articles. Perhaps I should apply to be an editor.

Here it is. Go view it. Show your friends. Become my groupie. You know you want to.

Nail Polish and Headaches

Friday morning was beyond interesting. I had spent thursday trying to think of more things to write and looking for gigs. That and checking my inbox religiously. You'd think I would have given up by now. I know that it takes time to review all the submissions that editors get in. Still, it's a habit I can't shake right now. I don't think that hope is too bad of a habit, though.

But, back to friday morning. It seems that my 5 year old has taken to slipping downstairs while I am sleeping. I freaked out when I saw she wasn't in her room when the alarm went off. I get her up every morning, so to see an empty bed sent me running through the house like a mad woman. Didn't take me long to find her though. All I had to do was follow the smell of nail polish.

Opening the bathroom door, a little girl stood smiling at me looking like she'd been through the Apocalypse. You know, the one where Revlon and Max Factor meet upon the fields of Armageddon. Purple, blue, red, and a smattering of gold decorated my child from head to toe. Makeup littered the floor in the midst of multi-colored puddles.

Needless to say, what's left of it all is locked away up high now.

It took me about an hour to get her totally cleaned up, though her feet still had a little on them. I just threw socks over it, figured that by the time she came home from school her little smellies would be sweaty enough for it to just fall off. You think that's gross? Pfeh. I'm a mom, sweat doesn't phase someone who has had a baby puke in her mouth at the Wal Mart checkout. That's right, I am the Mom of Steel.

Other than the Friday Morning Apocalypse, nothing has been interesting. My head felt like someone kicked me repeatedly with Doc Martins on last night and today. Couldn't concentrate on writing any real articles, though I did kick off a post on my other blog. I write about hardcore pennypinching methods there. So far I have only one post up of interest. I have a lot of ideas, but I don't want to put them all in one post or write them in just one day. If I do that, what the heck will I write in it later?

I did find some interesting articles on how to punch up your content for articles. Most of it revolves around keywords. It also has a great tool for figuring out which keywords you should use for optimum effect. I need to do some more reading on LSI, or whatever it's called.

That's about it for tonight. See you tomorrow, same bat-time, same bat-channel.

Everything Is In Shambles!

So it's time to clean up.

This not only applies to my home, but to the way I am writing. My husband downloaded some software that will keep track of all my submissions. I haven't used it yet. Everything that has been sent out is in my gmail. Thank goodness that gmail has some seriously great features, such as all mail staying in one conversation. Without that I would have already been lost.

It was when I read some tips on the Absolute Write Water Cooler that I realized how badly disorganized this all was. A big 'Thank you' to Jenfreedom for her inspirational posts and tips on organization. This woman rocks, you should really check out her blog! While you're there, you can find links to her other blogs, they're pretty interesting.

Yesterday I finally took the time to work on my other blog that is dedicated to helping people with limited finaces make the most of their money. It has been sitting there for quite a bit with not one post. I also wrote an article on mold for Associated Content. If you're interested in writing for them, just click on their name back there. Want to see my Content Producer page?


Amazing that I get anything done at all. Up and down out of this chair like a jack in the box.

Speaking of which, I'm being paged.

Too Early For Rejection.

I've been obsessive about checking my email. It's pretty pathetic. I'm sure that to anyone who saw the rumpled, red eyed, and wobbly picture I paint on the way to my inbox would agree.

Right now I'm going on around 3 hours of sleep. The bedroom had that sauna-like feel to it thanks to the rain. All 3 of the kids decided I needed company, too. So, after re-writing the article I'd worked on for the fourth time (and which will need another 2 polishings, i know), I was pummeled by little feet for hours.

Lovely.

6:30 is the normal time to get out of bed here, so washed up the 5 year old and sent her off to school after breakfast. She's been gone for ten minutes and already I'm on the compulsive 'check my email' bit. You'd think I would know by now that no one is going to get back to me in just a few hours. The only time I ever had that happen was when I sent a question to this one agent who is known for quick replies.

I'll be checking my email all day during those short breaks when the kids let me have peace.

Mmm. Peace. I wonder what a long stretch of that is like?