When people are first looking to outsource their video editing work - whether for their YouTube channel, a personal project, a promo for their store, a trailer for their new game, etc. - they often don’t know where to start. So if that describes you, you’re in the right place. Let’s break down the options so that you can determine what’s right for you.

Seems like in the video editing world, it always comes back to this debate: Davinci Resolve or Adobe Premier? Well, after using Resolve for nearly 5 years, I decided to give Premiere a try. 

One of the biggest misunderstandings between clients and video editors is the time it takes to do the work, and of course that can lead to some pretty different views on the cost too. It’s tricky to understand how much work and effort go into something that you’ve never done.

If you’re a content creator, or even a small business, you’re probably making a very common mistake when you decide to hire a video editor. What mistake did you probably make?

The publishing landscape has changed dramatically over the past decade. Although it has been difficult to break into traditional publishing for quite some time, the barriers to entry have become even higher. Self-publishing is an option that many writers thought of and struggled with because of the societal stain it would leave on their creative reputation. But what about now?

When we understand our anxiety - what do we do with that understanding?

Mr. Raven was reaching for a glass of wine when Mr. Gray came up from behind and clapped him on the shoulder. There was a crash and a deep red stain began its way down the white linen covering the table. Mr. Raven fumbled for his handkerchief.

         “Don’t bother, don’t bother,” Mr. Gray chuckled. “The maids will get it. Listen, Cirius, you’ve made quite a stir tonight.”

         “Have I?”

Being a writer means staring at blank pages and white screens, hoping words will magically appear.

When I wake, my eyes are unseeing, swathed in some thick, black fabric. My hearing sharpens in response, ears straining. The only sound detected is a drip. Drip. Drip. I find that my hands slip free of their restraint easily, and I pull the blindfold from my face, every little hair on my body raised to attention.

I know I shouldn’t love you. From the moment you laid your frozen eyes on me, I knew it. But love is a funny thing, isn’t it? The way it curls around our minds and constricts, a viper preparing for the fatal strike. It worms through flesh, burying its coiled body into our hearts, teeth embedding in the spasming organ, filling us with poison.

The snowfall left a powder on the barren trees and gray buildings, breathing life back into the quiet town. With the cold weather came cold symptoms, shoveling an unforgiving slope of a driveway, wearing too many layers, sweating, stripping off a layer or two, shivering, and then you would be cold and sweaty at the same time. That’s how Melanie saw winter.