They say that a freelancer's life is feast or famine, and it is true. I got through the famine, and now, it's a feast. Which means I have a lot to do in a short period of time. That's how it works: it all comes at once. But freelancers don't complain; we put our heads down and work. With gratitude.
When the work dries up and you're in the middle of famine, you do not panic. You tighten your belt and keep going, doing whatever you can. Putting your work out there, looking for part-time work, keeping the faith.
I am blessed because I have a support system, my sister and a handful of friends who encourage me and who, should I ever need it, would help me out. I'm grateful for them, too. They know that I also give back.
