You'll Crack Your Head Open!

I’ve had some problems in the writing department over the last few months.   I was working way too much during a really stressful time in my life (we lost a baby in February due to an ectopic pregnancy).  I got myself so burnt out writing into all hours of the night in order to meet deadlines that I kind of lost it intellectually.  I started making really bizarre mistakes in spelling, word use and punctuation.  Which has always been extremely easy for me.  Things like knowing which form of to/two/too to use and hyphens had me completely confused.  I also was working from a dry creative well, which will happen to anyone after writing the 126th refi article, or trying to make organizing your closet sound like a grand adventure for the 25th time.

It got to the point where it was taking me so long just to write one article that I had to stop working for a while.  I was hoping that taking a break would fix whatever circuit that had popped in my brain.  I didn’t write at all for a while.  Then I started writing for myself and blogging.

After a while, I found that I was doing okay.  I’m still not back to where I was, but doing much better.  I started looking into work options again and got back in touch with people I used to write for.  One of my friends/clients encouraged me to apply to a company that hires web writers.  This company hires a lot of writers, puts up the list of articles that they need done and the writers can each choose what articles they want to write, as well as how many.  Sounds like a perfect way to slowly get back in the game.

So I was all ready to apply to that company.  I was going to send them my resume on Monday.  Then yesterday I confused meat and meet when I was posting a message on a forum.  WTH?!???  When I was writing the word, it tripped me up and it took me a second to decide which spelling was the right one.  Then when I was reading back through after I finished writing it, I realized I’d chosen the wrong spelling.

Obviously, someone has cast a vicious curse upon my homonyms.

Yea…  Nice two meat you.

Whatever.

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