Don’t You Feel Angry As A Ghostwriter?

Someone Else Taking Credit For Your Hard Work

Earning money. It’s a thing for which you have to do things that you don’t like. I chose freelance writing as my career. And, I’m quite happy. It keeps my stomach full and ensures that I have a roof to sleep under. But there are moments that fill my eyes with tears.

I Feel Like A Surrogate Mother

You spend sleepless nights to craft a piece of article. You go the extra mile and add more and more value to your article. You scissor the inconsistencies. And then what? When you submit the article, you see someone else’s name in a big font under it. No I’m not talking about writing for companies — that is bearable. I’m talking about writing for individual people. People who can’t write but they have money. And I need the money. What do I sell in exchange for the money? My visibility.

What did you say? “Don’t be grouchy”? Yeah yeah, I know. I’m here after thoroughly knowing what I would experience. So, here I am, sucking it up. Let’s give birth to a new baby that I can’t call mine…