I’ve been a working writer for over 12 years and the 70/20/10 rule is one I’ve always applied to my time. The 10 part is the most fun.
Here’s how it works — I spend the majority of my writing time on work that pays, around 20% on testing out and finding new income streams, and 10% of my writing time on unpaid creative work. This past year, the 10% opened some fascinating doors I wasn’t ever expecting to enter!
This is how it went:
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I sat frozen on the hospital bed, careful not to move my head while I texted my husband. “You can come get me soon.”
“Are you ready now?” he replied.
The nurse took my arm and inserted an IV line. I turned my head slightly, grabbed the plastic vomit bucket between my legs, and emptied my stomach of the one glass of water in it.
I texted, “no” and turned off my phone.
“Was it the injection?” she asked.
“The texting, I think.”
Hospitals are familiar places for me. With a suppressed immune system I see a lot of emergency…
“We don’t know what’s wrong with you, but we will find out,” the doctor said, placing a reassuring hand on the thin hospital sheet covering my legs. It was Valentine’s Day, but there was nothing romantic about it.
My husband and family had strict instructions, limited visiting hours, and full protective gear when they entered my room — in case whatever was wrong with me was contagious.
I threw up everything I ate or had it come out the other end. In a matter of days, 11kg had fallen off my already slender frame.
Sitting at a safe distance next…
Another friend announced over coffee today she’s leaving town. My friendship circle has been steadily shrinking and now her shift away leaves me with just one local friend. How many friends do you need to be happy? That’s the question I was asking myself this afternoon after she left.
Adult friendships are different and not always easy. We’re expected to fit so much into our busy lives. And, after some exhausting experiences with friends in the last few years, I think I might be friendship burnt-out. The thought of putting time and energy into building another close friendship doesn’t do…
When I met Janna I thought I’d found a kindred spirit, but what I really found was a lesson in red flags I never knew about.
Adult friendship is challenging and recently I’ve shrunk my circle, as many of us have since the pandemic. We’ve started to become more aware of where we want to spend our energy. We want people in our friendship group we can really rely on and trust. But it’s often easier said than done.
I’ve had many friends who initially seemed great. I connected with them on a deep level, enjoyed their company, and believed…
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A few months ago I asked my coeditor Ash Jurberg to help me deliver something really valuable. I spent 11 years of my writing career with no peer support — just editors — but as I’ve learnt in the last year of writing, everything is better with support.
The writing groups and friends I’ve met here on Medium are incredibly special to me. I’m now part of four Slack groups where I’ve grown and learnt so much. My writing has had a huge boost, and I talk with my writing friends almost daily. …
I stared up at the rock face, my new husband holding a rope in one hand, heavy electric guitar case in the other.
“How on earth are you going to climb that?” I asked.
“With one hand.” Of course. I’m still learning how crazy brave my husband is. While the rest of us struggled our way up the muddy crevasse, he launched himself, guitar and all, up the wall. If that’s not a hard rock attitude, what is?
Climbing a mountain for a music video: I’m pretty sure it’s a first. Also a first was the song. …
We should write for the love of it, right? I know you’ve heard this said. Some people make it sound as if writing for money dirties up our pure art form or ruins you creatively. I felt it was time to put my 2 cents in. Or my 40 cents perhaps — that’s a better per word rate.
Writing is a valid, decently paying job. There, I’ve said it. Purists of the writing art can now go wag your finger at me in the comment’s section.
But I don’t want to leave it at that, because writing is really the…
Two years ago, a nonfiction book idea started to rattle around in my head. I hate wasting time, so before I launched into hours of writing and compiling a book, I thought I’d do some research.
I discovered that nonfiction books are quite a different beast to novels when it comes to agents and publishers.
Before you start forming chapters for your own great idea, here’s what you need to do first:
I meet a lot of brand new writers who launch straight into book-length nonfiction. It’s brave and I’m not saying it’s always the wrong thing to do.
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