Born 2 Freelance
Star Struck
For a short stint, I worked as the food and travel editor of the Arizona Daily Star, the largest circulation (now only) daily newspaper in Tucson. Desperation and self-delusion led me to think it would be a good idea to work in-house again after freelancing for more than a decade. I couldn’t travel as the travel editor or review restaurants as the food editor. The office politics were unfathomable and, while many of my co-workers were great, there was this loud Mean Girl in the cubicle across from me…
Wait. All that is in Chapter 14 — just completed, hurrah! — of Getting Naked for Money. This post is about the vagaries of memory.
The Truth Is Out There (And Closer Than I Thought)
I left the Star in less than three months, two days before I would have been eligible for health benefits. I didn’t get fired but I hadn’t endeared myself to the powers that be either.
It was not a triumphal farewell. I remember feeling defeated, slinking out of the building in shame, everyone avoiding me.
But maybe that’s not what happened.
After ending the chapter with a funny-pathetic departure scene, I got up to get a cup of coffee. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the caricature that David Fitzsimmons (Fitz), the Star‘s prize-winning political cartoonist, had drawn of me. It’s been hanging on a cork board in my home office since I left the newspaper in 2001.
Hmmm. Fitz draws quickly but he must have taken a few minutes to think up and sketch this picture, and not while I was slinking out the door. And I don’t exactly look defeated in it. My hands are on my hips, defiant. I’m saying “@*!% THIS” and wearing a “Born 2 Free Lance” T-shirt.
Other memories came flooding back. I’m pretty sure one of the reporters in my section followed me out of the building, saying, “Good luck — and good for you. We all envy your nerve in making an escape.”
Not so slinky either.
Some people’s memories are rosy. Mine tend to be mud-splattered. Sometimes, however, the truth is as clear as a picture on the wall.
Pretty cool sketch.
Love this. Speaking as an incorrigible freelancer.
This is awesome, Edie. I never worked with the Loud Mean Girl (if you’re talking about the person I’m thinking of), but I heard plenty about her from Larry Cox. Some people. Fitz, on the other hand, is a dolly.
Yes, I’m sure you’re thinking of the same Loud Mean Girl, who appears as Mallory in the chapter. And yes, Fitz was always very nice.