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The list of lasts has begun. Today is my last Monday at my current job. I've begun my last week. Today's also my last team meeting for one of the major teams I'm on. Wednesday will be my final staff meeting. Tomorrow I'm having a meeting with my boss to hand off my projects and give a status report. Perhaps it will be the last time I'll have to listen to him talk about leveraging anything or about dependencies or deliverables.

Next week will be the beginning of a long list of firsts. First Monday as a freelance writer. First week being dirt poor. First panic attack of October. All the good stuff.

I'm hoping first paying client makes an appearance soon. Otherwise there'll be a first visit to the online classifieds followed by my first utterance of "you want fries with that?"

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Brianne said…
Much luck! I have a feeling you will never utter the phrase, "You want fries with that?" ever. I hope your first paying customers show up soon, too! :) I don't see why they wouldn't, you are an extremely talented writer.
7:30 AM
FletcherDodge said…
You might find this interesting/useful. Good luck.

http://www.tonyskansascity.com/2006/09/attention-unemployed-freelance-writers.html
6:28 PM
FletcherDodge said…
Let's try that again:

Link
6:28 PM
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