I sometimes call myself an accidental marketer, and that is fitting. My love of reading and writing lead me to study literature and writing in college. I had a beloved professor who told me I was a great writer and to keep it up, but if I wanted to keep living indoors, maybe study technical writing too.
A couple years later he told our class a story about hearing a homeless man passionately recite Shakespeare while he was waiting at a stoplight, only to look and realize it was a former students. I had already followed his advice about technical writing, but I then understood why he had given it so enthusiastically.
So I did study technical writing, which I did for a good while. For fun I built websites, which needed copy so I wrote that too. Soon I was writing ads, working with agencies, and the rest is, as they say, history.
Extra Credit
It would be great if we could fast-forward the process of getting to know each other and skip the phase where we need to feel cautious. While that may not be possible, I thought it might help to offer a glimpse into my world and add some dimension past the resume and recommendations. So here are a few things about me and my life.
Halloween is my family’s favorite holiday. We go all out for it, decorating the house embarrassingly early. If you think the stores put out fall décor too early, I won’t tell you when we start. And, we may or may not even have a Halloween tree, which is a Christmas tree with spooky decorations.
Like most people that like to write, I also like to read. Unfortunately I struggle to find time to ready, which is something that I also have in common with most people. Recently though, I took advantage of a rare cool and cloudy morning. Full disclosure though, I spent more time watching the birds fuss over the cat food left out for the strays.
I really love animals, especially cats. We have several kitty friends, including two rescues. This is Jinx. He wondered up to me off the street one day, in very poor shape. Now he enjoys treats, acting weird and sitting on the bench, day dreaming of doing terrible things to the birds he sees outside. A true rags to riches story.