What I mean is the name of my freelance writing and editing efforts is now what some have told me is official for an online business entity.
Notice anything different? Me neither, but it feels kind of good. If you haven’t figured it out yet, McKibbin’s Scribblin’s is now a website instead of a blog. Yep, I finally ponied up (a very affordable amount, actually) to take the WordPress name off my URL. Now it’s just mckibbinsscribblins.com.
No need to change your bookmarks, unless you want to. The old address gets you here. I’ve also recently added several pages to hopefully explain what services and expertise I offer as a freelancer. Check them out, they’re listed above. I’ll be adding more — hopefully — as I learn new skills and tweak my storytelling and writing skills.
I’m also hopeful this behind-the-scenes change will continue the positive steps my career efforts were on at the end of last year. To start this year, I was busy for the first few weeks and know a little more about where things go from here. I’ll still be writing, which is what it’s all about. Naturally.
I’m also feeling confident I have a good roadmap laid out before me, one that doesn’t involve a serious career shift into what I thought would be a writing- and editing-related field that those who make hiring decisions don’t seem to understand.
I want to focus on what I do best: tell stories. I’ve affiliated with a fairly young company, American Wordsmiths, that focuses on telling the stories of people like you, your family and friends, the company you work for and the events that shape lives. Pretty much everyone.
I’ve also refocused my job and client-searching efforts towards what I really want to do and away from what I’ve read are the jobs that have success odds close to those of winning the lottery. Whether that means I’ll have more success, well, I’ll have to let you know.
It’s now been more than three years since I uprooted myself (and my cat) and moved across the state for personal and professional reasons. I’ve been humbled, encouraged, discouraged, happy and just about any other emotion and response you might expect.
But I’ve never wavered from my core: my writing. For journalists, it’s a challenge. Both professionally and personally. Would anyone in any other profession (except for a politician, and even then not always) be able to take nearly constant criticism of their skills and work product and not react personally?
A former colleague of mine recently posted on Facebook about newspapers and journalism. She summed up how professional, reputable journalists act with this: “We make mistakes, we own up to them, and we do our best to rectify our errors as quickly as possible. It’s a good policy, not just for a newspaper, but for daily living.”
Sometimes it seems people forget that no one is perfect. For writers, our mistakes are more public than others. Yes, they can be damaging at times. But it’s my experience that it’s never intentional. (I can’t vouch for those who write for less-than-reputable sources. I can’t know what their motivation might be and my only advice is to do a little research into the company or site that publishes stories that give you qualms or doubts about their accuracy.)
Anyway, I started this blog post on a happy note and got a little sidetracked. I’m excited about where I’m headed professionally and am happy personally. I know there will likely be more twists and turns ahead, that’s what we call daily living.
It’s all about how we respond and what we do about those changes and hurdles that define us as a person.