Freelance Doesn’t Mean Free

2015-01-20 Miss Poison Being Real, Clients, Creativity, Editing, Exhaustion, Honesty, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Things That Enrage Me, Unbelievable Crap, Work, Writers, Writing Being Real, Honesty, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Work, Writing

Some days, I am utterly appalled by the audacity of others. There is a fine line between offering to help someone as a form of empowering another woman, and then dealing with the opposite side of the coin where someone wants you to do a job, but then wants you to lower your rate. When … Continue reading Freelance Doesn’t Mean Free

Soldiering On

2015-01-15 Miss Poison Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing Exhaustion, God/Goddess Of War, Poison In Lethal Doses, Soldiering On, Work, Writing

credited to Ashley Graham I'm a little bit better today. The stress of being overbooked was grating on every last nerve. Being sick didn't help. At this point, I think it's just the remnants of a cold. At least that's what my allergies are telling me. I no longer feel like I need a constant … Continue reading Soldiering On

Praying For Sleep

2015-01-10 Miss Poison Being Sick, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Being Sick, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Sleep, Soup, Work, Writing

It is about four hours past the time my body said "Feed me!". I have maniacally proofread and critiqued a novella until I thought I'd pull my own hair out of my head. I'm certain that high quality brain cells are now gone, never to be heard from again. All day today I kept saying … Continue reading Praying For Sleep

My Goal This Weekend

2015-01-102015-01-10 Miss Poison Cancer, Fibromyalgia, Goals, Honesty, Humor, Images/Photos/Quotes, Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing Blood, Bone Marrow, Cancer, Fibromyalgia, Honesty, Humor, I Hate Being Sick, Images/Photos/Quotes, Life, Poison In Lethal Doses, Registry Drive, Save A Life, Work, Writing

In all seriousness, being sick made this a long, drawn out week. It was only made better by lots of fluids, rest, and soup. I am nothing if not serious about soup. Unfortunately, whatever this virus is, it lulled me into a false sense of security because it's a sadistic bastard. I was fine for … Continue reading My Goal This Weekend

How Not To Kill A Client

2015-01-07 Miss Poison Clients, Editing, Honesty, Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing Being Real, Clients, Editing, Musings, Pissed Off, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing

How Not To Kill A Client 99% of the time, I love what I do. I’m a writer who doesn’t have to answer to anyone, but on the day-to-day, as an editor, there’s a plethora of crap that gets to me occasionally. There is a fine line between being professional and being a bitch. Some … Continue reading How Not To Kill A Client

Virus Be Gone, Before I Drop A House On You!!

2015-01-052015-01-05 Miss Poison Health, Writing I'm Sick, January, Reading, Things I Hate, Work, Writing

Remember the cold I thought I was coming down with? I really didn't think it would last. I drank tea, I had chicken noodle soup. I got quality rest. This morning, it is a full on VIRUS. I am not good at being sick. I hate it, and I hate whoever spread their God damn germs … Continue reading Virus Be Gone, Before I Drop A House On You!!

Sleepless Nights & A Cold

2015-01-04 Miss Poison Honesty, Life, Musings, Self-Care, Work, Writing I Hate Being Sick, Musings, Soup, Work, Writing

My fatal flaw of yesterday was falling asleep at some point during the later afternoon hours. Granted, it was a snowy/rainy day and seemed darker, and far later, than it actually was. I'd worked for 10 hours (I am halfway through the big manuscript and have already submitted part 1 of the second job back … Continue reading Sleepless Nights & A Cold

A Mood

2014-12-30 Miss Poison Honesty, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Positive, Work Honesty, It's Okay, Just Breathe, Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work

Every once in a while, or possibly more often, you get into a mood. It's usually because you don't feel well, haven't been able to get quality sleep, or because there's a shit-ton of crap going on in your life and you've had enough. For me, it is D) All of the above. It's not … Continue reading A Mood

Apparently, Some People Can’t Read Warnings…

2014-12-112014-12-11 Miss Poison Copyrights, Editing, Editors, Experience, Honesty, Integrity, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Social Media, Work, Writing Copyrights, Editing, Editors, Experience, Honesty, Integrity, Knowledge, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing

I think I make myself incredibly clear. Clear to the point of overly repetitive! I'm starting to think I should come with a warning label, because some people are so stupid they cannot read the simplest of statements. If you read my editor's profile I strictly state that I will NOT do sample edits. I … Continue reading Apparently, Some People Can’t Read Warnings…

Thoughts Through Other Eyes

2014-11-282014-11-29 Miss Poison Authors, Honesty, Judgment, Men, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Social Media, Thoughts, Unfiltered, Women, Writers, Writing Authors, Being Real, Best Face Forward, Honesty, Judgment, Languages, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Social Media, Unfiltered, Work, Writers, Writing

I am tired in a soul-deep, bone-deep way that I can’t quite explain. I know it is borne out of doing too much, too fast, without proper rest. Sometimes I forget that I have limitations due to Fibromyalgia/Chronic Pain and I simply want my normal life back. In turn, I suffer for every move I … Continue reading Thoughts Through Other Eyes