In the spring of 2013, I was 27 years old and raising a baby in a two-bedroom, $700 a month apartment. I had almost a decade of political blogging and commentary under my belt???—???for which I was rarely paid, even by media behemoths like Townhall.com. I had to expand my writing horizons in order to supplement my husband’s modest income as an attorney fresh out of law school. It was time to stop writing for free. I took some well-compensated assignments for gun magazines, as well as periodicals focused on hunting and hiking. I also started blogging for Live Action, the pro-life media outlet infamous for its undercover reporting on Planned Parenthood. Say what you will about Live Action, but at least they pay their writers. I also had an outlet to express my strong, yet conflicted, feelings on the abortion issue. I was a young woman who, at barely 25, found myself pregnant and single and refused to “do the responsible thing.
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I was in the middle of writing the third part of my article about the last 3 Boston Celtics coaches, this one about Joe…