freelance journalism

IF MY STOMACH WERE A HAIRCUT…

…it’d be one or other of these. Probably the one on the left, to be honest.

Sick today… Haven’t been able to keep down as much as a glass of water since morning. I really hope it’s not swine flu. As a freelancer, of course, there’s no such thing as calling in sick. I managed to offload one interview (thanks Laurence!) But I still gots to get paid, so I insisted on going ahead with the other. Bad call. Read the rest of this entry »

TODAY YOU MAY WITHDRAW: NIL

One of the many, many joys of freelancing is that newspapers are under no real obligation to pay you when they’re supposed to. Payment may be a day late. It may be a week late. It may even be a month late. Apologies, excuses or explanations are rarely offered. As someone who has been used all his life to being the unreliable party in any relationship I’ve ever been in – personal or professional – it’s been quite a shock to the system.

Right now, I have only €8.59 left in the world. Read the rest of this entry »