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Holy Crap... I Just Took the Risk

Once again it's time to cast wishes with Jamie Ridler. This week she asks a bold question that scares the hell out of me: What Risk Do You Wish to Take?

Ugh. I hate risk. I like safe. I like secure. I like comfortable.

And yet, I want to grow and stretch and try. Things that are really tough to do from the same old comfortable mindsets.

The risk that I wish to take has to do with my work. For five years now, I have freelanced. (Oddly enough, a huge risk that I took when the stability of a day job turned into the closing of a company and losing said job.)

I thought I'd try it for a while because, after more than a decade, the security of the work world had turned upside-down on me. My beliefs about what is stable began to change. So, I stepped out on my own.

And it worked.

People I had known and worked with previously began hiring me- some web project management, some technical writing. The work opportunities flowed steadily enough that I was able to maintain a "freelance career."

Then I had a baby and loved the flexibility of taking small jobs when and where they fit in my schedule- mostly web projects and copyediting (most of the editing being for higher education textbooks).

Now I'm yearning for a change. I still want to freelance. I still want to edit. I still want to write. But instead of all of the technical jobs that I have been doing, I want a new focus.

I want to work with inspirational writers, life coaches, and fiction writers who love magic as much as I do.

I want to write about everyday wonder. I want to write about bringing some basic old-fashioned skills into this high-tech life.

I want to read and support authors and coaches who write about how to live life better. Not bigger, faster, richer; rather stronger, connected, more meaningful. (If you write these types of things, I would love to help you polish your words and get your message out there.)

I want to put myself out there for the same type of work I've always done (writing, editing, usability) but in a different space. No more dry, technical work.

I'm looking for the Jamie Ridlers and Susannah Conways and Danielle LaPortes and Jennifer Loudens of the world. The Gretchen Rubins, Shauna Niequists, and Ann Voskamps. I'm looking for Wendy Masses (13 Gifts, Every Soul a Star), Kimberly Frosts (Southern Witch Series), and Paulo Coelhos (The Witch of Portobello).

(And no, I don't care if you've made a name for yourself already or not.)

I'm looking for people who believe in magic. People who have magic to share.

That's the kind of work I want to do. And I am terrified to say all of that and put myself out there and take the risk of owning it.

But I guess I just did.

There it is.

In coming months this website will reflect that more. In the meantime, if you want to work with me, send me an email at smhutchinswriter at gmail dot com.

How about you? What risk do you wish to take?



  1. I like safe too ;) But I'm coming to the same conclusions. I'm not exactly sure which direction I want to head, but I know that I need to begin taking baby steps in some direction because standing still isn't getting me anywhere.

    As you wish for yourself, so I wish for you too!

  2. Woot! Woot! Yeah!

    There's such a deep power in this naming and claiming. What you wish, so I wish for you also. I believe in you.


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