Freelance Fridays: The Nitty Gritty


Hey All!

This is the first post for my Freelance Friday segment. There is a romanticized notion that being a freelance writer is a whimsical, magical, and work-free occupation. I’m here to tell you that could not be further from the truth. Continue reading “Freelance Fridays: The Nitty Gritty”

I See My Name In Bright Lights

So this whole “blogging regularly” thing is quite the task. It’s not that I don’t have anything to say, sometimes I just get so wrapped up in the delivery that I get overwhelmed and don’t say anything at all. Well, as a writer, whenever I go through a dry-spell, I become like a backed up toilet; clogged and unable to get the job done.

Honestly, writing is like breathing for me; it is essential to my wellbeing. So that said, I must write!!

Ok, now that I have my craziness/dramatics out of the way, I come bearing some pretty cool news. You know that secret writing thing I’ve been alluding to? Well, now I can share it! Last year in October I was approached to attend the HR Tech Conference by a little publication called ForbesYup! I was totally ecstatic (Also scared shitless, but I digress)! They needed a Las Vegas based writer to cover the conference for their BrandVoice channel and they reached out to silly old me!


I can’t get into too much of the particulars unfortunately, but the whole experience was AMAZING. Listening and being part of a conference where professionals met to understand the root-cause of talent acquisition problems was fascinating! It was an incredibly humbling and thrilling journey to say the least. It solidified that I love writing and being able to weave into various industries and learn about them. I felt like I was finally finding where I belonged.

In addition, the HR Tech conference hosted Third Eye Blind to play a concert! The first night of the conference, I was standing around with some newfound friends (yup, this introvert made friends, who knew?) in the front row at the House of Blues getting free drinks handed to us while belting out some 90’s alternative gold. It was a hell of a time. While I enjoyed the research aspect of the gig, I did have some learning to do on the editing side of things.

I learned a vast amount working with the editors at Forbes. They kicked my butt, but in the best possible way. I had to stretch my writing skills to the furthest literary mountains possible and get out of my comfort zone to meet their expectations. They’re high caliber for a reason, and the learning that occurred was invaluable.

So after some blood, sweat, and tears I am published and I could not be more pleased. I showed it to my parents, loved ones, and now I’m getting to share my excitement with my blogging buddies!! I’m not going to lie, being able to say that I have multiple bylines in Forbes exhilarating!!!


  So without further ado, I Taryn am proudly showing off my work, feel free to check it out and let me know what you think! 🙂

Do what you love or do what makes you money? Can I get another option Please?

I remember when I was younger, I had an exact idea of who I wanted to be. I envisioned that I’d be a lawyer, who was crazy successful, and rolling in the dough. My reasoning behind that chosen profession was because of its status. Lawyers are respected, and that was something I wanted. Later on I’d come to find out that it was not something I enjoyed. My passion is literature, but, in my teenage opinion, this was not a suitable endeavor. I’ve always fashioned myself as someone practical. My rationale was that I’d get a legit degree, have a “serious” career and live happily ever after. So that’s what I set out to do. A few years and a Political Science degree later, I have my “serious” career and am successful, yet I am absolutely miserable. The one thing I didn’t count on when I was growing up is that you need to have a drive or sense of purpose in the things you do. Don’t get me wrong, I do my job and I do it well, but when all is said and done at the end of the day, I can’t say I’m living “the dream”. You always hear the sage wisdom of “do what you love” or “money isn’t everything”. Of course my younger cynical self thought otherwise, but I’ve come to realize that it’s true, at the end of the day, no matter how big the paycheck, if you aren’t happy doing what you’re doing, you aren’t happy, period. So currently, I am at a crossroads in my life. Do I, play it safe by sticking with the status quo of making good money in a career I could not give two shits about; or move to the city with aspirations to become a successful writer? At this point, I’d kill to have a life blueprint right about now.