It started out being a pretty good day... I saw Lawrence of Arabia at The Music Box last night, and it kicked ass. It's a looooooong movie, but great. And it really makes a difference to see those huge intimidating desert vistas stretched out on a big screen as opposed to my wimpy TV.

So I was in a pretty good mood today. I puttered around, getting stuff done, just waiting for a couple of proposals I'd put into a client to be approved. They seemed to really like my work and told me there was nothing to worry about, so I didn't worry.

Then I got the call this afternoon: The extra work I had pitched for had gone to someone else. That's disappointing, but I'll live. After all, I'll still have the regular income from the long-term project about which I had no worries, right? Well, no. That work went to the other person too. Sorry.

So I'm a little freaked. I didn't see this coming. They weren't my only client, but they were certainly my biggest, and the only one who had thus far paid me on time.

I have a couple of other nibbles -- an interview on Thursday that I hope goes well, another regular to semi-regular project in the works, a possibility of some meeting coverage -- but it was a shock to have what I thought was my sure thing fall through.

So, I will send out the call again: If anyone has any freelance work -- editing, writing, proofreading, content development, basic web stuff -- let me know. The standard bribe -- dinner or cookies -- still applies. You can check out my resume and some work samples at www.sarahjersild.com.