“Just keep at it,” I heard him say. He’ll say things to me from time to time. Some are complete thoughts, other times they’re words that seem random but aren’t; they’re relevant to a situation or a problem, and they’re a beacon for my foggy brain. I am my father’s daughter. Stoic and reserved, I […]
It’s that time of year again. With the beginning of December and all things festive comes the annual year-end trip to New York City. Le sigh. Each of my three employers over the last eight years has had a reason for such a trip. And while you’d think I’d enjoy the The Empire State around […]
If I could get paid to sleep, write, go on fantastic walks and drink wine, I’d be a happy camper. By “paid,” I mean in money. Dollars. Dinero. Not in burritos, although I do adore them. Not in elastic waist comfy pants, although I do find them to be quite delightful. Nothing shady, nothing illegal. […]
Once upon a time, I was shopping my student portfolio around a few agencies. I went to college in the Midwest at a school that isn’t known as being a hothouse of creativity. My copywriting “skills” were self-taught, and anyone who looked at my book could see that. I could see that. I reached out […]
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, I had a boss who had an extra appendage: his Blackberry. You’d swear that the thing had its own blood supply, since said boss clearly wasn’t able to function without it. One morning, I got into the office a little early – around 8am, when […]
Do you ever do things outside of your work hours that are the exact, complete opposite of your 9-5 (or whatever your hours are) activities? Your 9-5 might be an office, a truck going from here to there, it can be parenting, customer service in the retail sector, teaching, a courthouse, a gym, an airport […]
I’ve always wanted to be a writer. I remember writing poetry from elementary school through college, and in my high school yearbook, my “dream profession” is a two-fer: psychologist and writer. I’m not a paid psychologist, but I do over-analyze myself on a daily basis. That counts, right? Sunday night I was feeling a particularly […]
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