Years of medical turmoil, one expensive education after another, career hopes dashed by the next economic crash, side gigs as the only way to make a paltry something while searching for the next thing to be. Maybe you've been there, too, wondering what the choices really were or if you'd been permanently sidelined from participating at all.
Then the pandemic happened. For a chaser, everything else did, too! It sure happened to Amy, who was fed up with situations she couldn't fix and a perspective she couldn't find in the so-called answers.
Evidently, this unstable and deeply unhinged era unleashed a strong desire within her for sanity. But it came with sarcasm and a roster of skills from the many lives of a multitasker who'd never known anything but the American edge she found herself repeatedly shoved toward while protesting loudly that compassion is not weakness, and sensible policy is not impossible.
Well, you can imagine what they all made of that. Banished from both polite and impolite society, Amy took to the high digital seas alone in a simple website life raft, which capsized four times in four years as the price hikes raged on and gigantic mergers swallowed entire career fleets in one go.
She forged on through vicious internet waves, sighting platform shore in a new project with old origins. Where once paper had been guarded by fierce many-headed gatekeepers, now bands of outliers were tinkering with software such that even a lowly, lone freelancer like Amy could publish her own book. No one to ask for permission or present entreaties of talent, begging letter after letter for a shot at print stardom. Just pieces to learn, forms to file, bytes to download...could even her prematurely arthritic fingers, so exhausted from holding it all together, make this happen?
Click by click, the rage and grief of decades met zippy one-liners, page after page. Her own furniture became viable as a character sketch while she filled in outlines of a life denied all but a bitter laugh as one more laptop crashed. Pacing the decks while reciting lines scratched into a notebook, she all but hallucinated her own studio, complete with audience, crafting ensemble shows with zany creatives.
It could have been a fever dream. It did result in the book. It birthed a blog. But the team is not totally filled in, the characters not completely cast, for the content and collaborations yet to come.
So whichever way you navigated here, as audience or freelance client; reader, viewer, dreamer, or fellow project do-er, we hope you find value in the entertainment and digital services available. Feel free to browse, sample, and find out if it's a good fit for you here.
