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Become A FreelancerTaking the plunge to shrug off the corporate cloak (it's cosy! It fits well! I've had it for years...) is becoming more and more common. It's not unusual to have several careers - "sunlighting" is the new moonlighting. Twenty first century people aren't afraid of challenges, of stepping outside their comfort zones, of swapping lives. No more "forty years with the same organisation, here's my gold watch to prove my loyalty" - it's all about building up a portfolio of skills, identifying strengths, capitalising on opportunities and transferring the package to the next best place. Sometimes that place is you. If you're thinking about becoming a freelancer, ask yourself the following personal questions: * Am I organised? * Am I focused? * Am I disciplined? * Do I value myself and my skills? * Can I exist without the validation of my colleagues and the daily gossip round the coffee machine? Then come the serious ones... * Is there a market for my skill/profession? * Who do I know? * Who do THEY know? * Do I know anyone who freelances in my field? * How would this impact on my life? * How would this affect my day to day finances? * And how does the free lunch thing work?! Becoming a freelancer is risky: you need shedloads of confidence, self-belief and positivity. You also need the support of your family, partner, friends - or else the bloody-mindedness to do it anyway! The good news is that there are resources to help you make that move, to facilitate and guide you through each step of the way. This is where we step in... Lore - R.S. Thomas Job Davies, eighty-five Winters old, and still alive After the slow poison And treachery of the seasons. Miserable? Kick my arse! It needs more than the rain's hearse, Wind-drawn to pull me off The great perch of my laugh. What's living but courage? Paunch full of hot porridge Nerves strengthened with tea, Peat-black, dawn found me Mowing where the grass grew, Bearded with golden dew. Rhythm of the long scythe Kept this tall frame lithe What to do? Stay green. Never mind the machine, Whose fuel is human souls Live large, man, and dream small. |
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