I couldn't think of a proper title for this post so I'm just going to leave that title bar blank. I want to share a lil story with you guys, STORY, STORY.........
For a while, I've known that I would like to write for people. I've always dreamed of having BellaNaija or some big sites publish my writeups. But when I started Blogging in May, someone suggested I submitted my writings to Bella Naija and I cringed. I couldn't explain why I cringed to them, but deep down, I wasn't sure I could cope with the pressure of people scrutinizing my work, and the pressure of deadlines, so I dismissed it.
Sometime in November, I saw an opening for a Blogger/ Social Media Expert and I was like "of course I can do this" as well as run my blog and work comfortably. 3 days later, they called me for a phone interview which went well, we discussed pay n all and I was optimistic I could make it work. About a week later, they called me back and they wanted me to start the job. When they started listing my job descriptions, I just kept giving excuses why i couldn't do some things. Fortunately for me, the guy was very understanding and that's how I was able to change my job description to suit my niche. Almost immediately, I got a mail and in it was my contract and employment letter, as I opened the mail, I felt my writing spirit fly off and I just assumed it was the excitement of getting what I always dreamed of.
By the next day, I couldn't even put 2 creative sentences together, when I tried to force it and I wrote whatever it was I wrote, my friend Ada just laughed after reading it and said, "Babe, which person work you go copy? It doesn't look like what you'll write while you're sleeping sef." so I decided to push writing to the next day. I waited for a week to finally send the acceptance mail, and they needed me to do 2 reality posts a day. That didn't sound so difficult after all, but I still couldn't find anything creative inside of me. After two days, I called my employers and I told them I wanted to quit; thank God it was over the phone cos I'm pretty sure they'd look at me weirdly. One of them then called me back and asked why I wanted to quit, and I came clean to him.
The pressure was killing my creativity. I wanted to be able to write freely without fear of missing a deadline or not meeting an editor's requirements. He said he understood and hung up. A while later he called back and asked if I would like to work freelance with them, like once a week, whatever I wanted and I didn't have a deadline; I was like "Hell yeah" and immediately I was feeling like I could conquer the world once again. I picked my pen and everything was flowing unbarred.
On Monday, I got a mail that they had published my first freelance post here; http://www.heynaija.com/the-househelp-saga/
AND THAT'S THE END OF MY STORY.........