I ordered some fancy and official-looking business cards last night with the help of Father in Chief. We used iPrint. FIC swears by iPrint for price and quality, but the user interface is rather difficult to follow.
Regardless, I'm totally excited to have them. It might make me feel more authentic. Because right now, I feel like I'm playing dress up. It's like I'm doing research for a school project or a college paper or something. Yes, I have years of experience behind me, but I'm rustier than an old tractor left out in the rain one too many seasons.
It's weird that I feel this way even with one super fabulous (and recent) cover story under my belt. Perhaps these tiny, 2-inch by 4-inch pieces of premium soft white linen paper with my name on them will change me mentally when it comes to my work. If a big chunk of success is mental, then I'm well on my way to being there. Someone will just need to ask me for one.
I'm giving myself the gift of legitimacy. And all this for the low, low price of $32.
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