Stinky petrol feet
Yesterday I pulled up to the petrol station. My car running on fumes. And I’m at the pump watching it whirring away happily while it picks my back pocket. Bonus, I guess… this station is a full 20c cheaper than… Read more…
47
Yes: 47. I just counted them up today. And that’s the number of emails I’ve written and sent for one of my clients. Of course this is just a tiny sliver of the 347.3 billion emails that are sent each… Read more…
Instaspam
I signed up for Instaspam… Oh… sorry: Insta—GRAM. My kids use it a lot. And if I wanted any hope of maintaining some sort of connection with my eldest daughter in London… I’d have to use it too. So… Installed… Read more…
Why aren’t I?
If there’s one thing I’ve found that really starts to get me down in this freelance copywriter game…. It’s comparing myself to others. I’m picking you’ve probably experienced that at times too. I mean… It’s so easy to look at… Read more…
Be-de-be-de-be-de-be-de
The mid-80s were a great time to be an 8 year old. TV shows… at least the ones I watched… were brimming with every sort of futuristic and sci-fi wonderfulness. And sitting on my parents’ lounge floor programming my Sega… Read more…
Power tools… Need I say more?
Tim “The Tool Man” Taylor would be SO proud… With power tool in hand and a testoterone-fueled grunt to match… I power sawed my way through the floor of the sound desk area at our church… All in an attempt… Read more…
8:44pm on a Saturday night
What do you do after an unexpectedly long, tiring day? (Hint: This isn’t a joke.) Well, a reasonably sensible answer might be: rest, relax, sleep. 😴 Or something like that. Or… you could be writing an email at 8:44pm on… Read more…
LinkedIn slash and burn
While slashing and burning my LinkedIn profile… I lopped off plenty of stuff that I expect some people would advise me to keep around. Gone is my work experience prior to copywriting. Gone is most of my education section. Gone… Read more…
Tapdancing Chicken to Help Procrastinating Freelancers Everywhere
“Procrastination is pretentious perfectionism”. I had this quote tucked away in my “second brain” because it rang true for me. (Wish I could remember where I got it from, though). And it’s a quote that ain’t so easy on the… Read more…
My chewbacca needs his head slammed
My Chewbacca needs his head slammed A couple of years back for my birthday my girls got together and gave me Star Wars-themed presents. I haven’t yet been brave enough to wear my Darth Vader mask down to the local… Read more…
