When we first moved to Seattle, I knew approximately a dozen people here: a friend from when I was in high school and his fiancee, the current and former members of a band that I have helped out on the few occasions I have seen them play, and a few other fans of that band. While I'm not the most social person in the world, I did want to get out a bit and make some new friends.
One of the first groups of people that I met in Seattle were the members of EtsyRain, as we ultimately named the Seattle street team for Etsy. This is basically a bunch of other crafters and artists who sell their products on Etsy, and live in the Seattle area. Though I've only known these ladies (I've only met female sellers thus far, though I know there are some male sellers in our group) for a few months, they've quickly become friends.
At our meeting last night, we were introducing ourselves around the circle, because we inevitably have a few new folks joining us for the first time. When it came to me, I introduced myself quickly and told them what I make. As soon as I was done speaking, one of the other members piped up: "And she writes articles!"
Within this group of women, I am apparently becoming known as "the writer." I've written articles about many of their shops on Etsy; last night, six of the sellers I've written about were there. Now, I've gotten an offer from one of them that she will make me some stuff if I'll write some press releases for her, and I suspect that I will be getting this offer from several of the other ladies as well.
This makes me really happy. I know that I've been writing for pay for a little over a year, but it doesn't always seem to me that I'm really a writer. I think that now, however, I'm finally accepting the fact that I might just be an actual writer.
Of course, this does mean I need more business cards...