Memoirs of a South African Freelancer

Memoirs of a South African Freelancer Editor, writer and proofreader Over the years, and as I made my gradual transition towards my freelance career, it underwent a few changes. I'll always respoind.

I (in case you don't know me, my name is Lia Marus) started working in 2007 and at this early stage I thought about having a blog called "Memoirs of a South African Freelancer". At times, I wanted it to be a collection of my musings along my journey as a freelancer and at one stage I even bought the domain www.samemoirs.co.za to house all of my thoughts. However, what I've come to realise is that

Facebook is the meeting point for people - such as myself - to share their thoughts and ideas. So, what better way to connect with those who need to hear what I have to say than to convert my existing business page into my dream of Memoirs of a South African Freelancer! So, on this page you'll find a collection of my thoughts, feelings, inspiration and musings. The mix is broad so brace yourself - everything from copywriting, editing to workplace culture and freelancing is talked about. I'm a great communicator so if there's something that you want to chat further to me about, comment on the post or send me a DM.

20/04/2026

Get ready for a taste of Portugal! πŸ‡΅πŸ‡Ήβœ¨

The Portuguese Festival is bringing together incredible food, live entertainment, and authentic cultural experiences β€” all in one unforgettable celebration.

Watch the video above for a sneak peek

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11/04/2026
I am loving my new minimalist coffee table layout!
03/04/2026

I am loving my new minimalist coffee table layout!

When figs are in season, there is nothing better than an open sarmie with cheese, figs and rocket sprinkled with a bit o...
17/03/2026

When figs are in season, there is nothing better than an open sarmie with cheese, figs and rocket sprinkled with a bit of balsamic glaze. πŸ˜‹

The wind is howling today, and the plants in the garden are bending with every gust.Watching them made me wonder: what h...
09/03/2026

The wind is howling today, and the plants in the garden are bending with every gust.

Watching them made me wonder: what happens when something loses its roots?

Life pulls us in many directions. Opportunities appear, paths change, and new possibilities constantly emerge. But not everything that shines is meant for us.

Sometimes the real work lies in deciding where to grow roots.

Read the essay:
www.liamarus.com/essays/roots-in-the-wind⁠�

Watching white horses roll in from the sea this morning in Simon’s Town while the Cape Town Cycle Tour passed somewhere ...
08/03/2026

Watching white horses roll in from the sea this morning in Simon’s Town while the Cape Town Cycle Tour passed somewhere along the peninsula.

Cyclists chasing the finish line.
Waves moving steadily toward the shore.

Two different rhythms of movement β€” both moving forward.
Sometimes the only thing life asks of us is to keep going.

Read the full essay here:
https://www.liamarus.com/essays/watching-white-horses

essay

𝐈 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 π₯𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐀𝐬 𝐒𝐧 𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐛.I once lasted two weeks in a job.After business school, it took me three months to find...
24/02/2026

𝐈 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 π₯𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐀𝐬 𝐒𝐧 𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐛.

I once lasted two weeks in a job.

After business school, it took me three months to find work.

The job I finally landed?

Processing orders at a watch company.

The boss had carrot-coloured hair. When he got angry, his face would turn red β€” starting at his chin and climbing upward until it matched his hair.

One afternoon he called us into his office and started swearing.

I remember going to the bathroom and crying.

I lasted two weeks.

And then, slowly, the jobs got better.

Recently, I came off what felt like a truly promising opportunity. There was alignment. There was possibility. And then… there was a mistake.

I redesigned something mid-process. It wasn’t malicious β€” but it wasn’t aligned either. The feedback wasn’t explosive. No red faces. No shouting.

Just a subtle shift in tone.

And at the end:
β€œWe are starting in April and should there be a collaboration possibility, we will let you know.”

That word β€” should.

I expected to feel devastated. I expected tears. Instead?

I felt tired.

And if I’m honest, I was more disappointed in myself for something else: I used AI to assist β€” and I didn’t check its work properly.

I know better.

That part was on me.

But here’s what I’ve learned over the years:

Not every missed opportunity is a verdict on your worth.
And not every mistake is a character flaw.

Sometimes things don’t work out because they weren’t meant to.
Sometimes they don’t work out because we misjudged.

Both are part of being human.

The job search β€” whether you’re a graduate, changing careers, or moving from freelance back to full-time β€” is humbling. It stretches your confidence. It tests your ego.

But you are not your β€œno.”
You are not your misstep.
You are not the word should.

A while ago I read something that stuck with me:

You are loved simply because you exist.

Not because you secured the role.
Not because you never slipped up.
Just because you’re here.

If today didn’t go the way you planned β€” take a breath.

Step back.
Do something that gives you joy.
Start again tomorrow.

Everything looks different with rested eyes.

11/01/2026

Towards the end of 2025, my letter to won that month. I was gifted with a fortune of materials by to fulfill my decoupage fantasies over the festive season. This is one of the pieces I made.

What do you think ?

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