ery few writers know their worth when they dive into the frigid waters of freelancing. I certainly didn’t—when I launched my freelance career, I was one of those poor souls who was that someone would actually pay me to write something. My first writing jobs paid me so little that a more rational person would have immediately spruced up their résumé and looked for a job in fast food. But like a lot of writers, I felt like I was getting away with something every time I got paid to write. It’s my favorite activity—I do plenty of it on my own time for free—and I still struggle with the irrational fear that someone will eventually notice I’m getting paid for it and launch some kind of
