These days, one of my biggest freelance writing projects is content writing. It started out with rewriting, actually, then I realized that a lot more money could be made if I actually wrote and sold my original articles. With rewriting, the writer can easily be persuaded to accept a lot less, particularly when the client sells you the “it’s just rearranging words” shtick.
Note to readers: don’t fall for it.
Who needs content writers? First of all, not everyone has the skill and energy to keep up a website …

Back in 2005, I finally decided to quit my job and leave my nauseating bosses behind to live a life free from stress emanating from eight hours in the hell hole I used to call e-Pacific. Yes, I’m naming the company. I hate it, I hate the people I worked with (most, not all) and I can call it a craptacular company if I want to. Darling bosses, if you still have enough money left over from that bankrupt piece of trash you call a company, sue …

I love blogging.

As you can see in my personal blog, blogging is my satori. It’s my catharsis. I rant, I rave, I froth at the mouth. I dance around in my underwear — figuratively speaking, that is. It’s my heart and soul on a platter, served up to anyone who would be so kind as to read.
I’ve been blogging for more than two years now. My first blog was on Xanga, but it didn’t exactly last because I spent most of my posts drooling over …