C a r o l y n D a u g h t e r s

It’s another blog entry about my profession! Stop dancing around in your excitement and pay attention, people. I have important things to say. Well interesting things at least. Okay, just things. Really, thing (singular). You can actually skip today’s blog entry if you like. Though it is pretty short. You can rock out the reading in, like, one minute. Why would you bypass a 60-second read, especially when I’ve promised to address a thing (singular)? I’m not trying to sound confrontational, but you’re starting to come across as kind of rude.

“People actually pay you to write things?”

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So last week I received a couple emails from a networking acquaintance asking if I’d like to help out with some technology-related work. Sure thing. I’ve done quite a bit of tech writing over the years, and new client work is fabulous. Rock on!

For the record, I’ve met the networking acquaintance on numerous occasions. We’ve discussed his work and mine. He has my business card. He has hit up my company’s website.

So the acquaintance forwards my contact info to his business partner, and the partner calls me.

Partner: I tried to call you at your other number. … Continue Reading

Anybody on the planet: “What do you do?”

Carolyn: “I’m a writer.”

POP QUIZ — What is my profession?

If you said membrane technology/water filtration expert, you’d be close—so close!—but wrong.

This confusion is understandable, as I once got an A in a high school freshman science class. This was not an AP or honors class, mind you. The class wasn’t even called biology, chemistry, physics, earth science, … No, it was just called “Science,” which is how classes are titled for people too stupid to be enrolled in a class with an actual purpose, direction, or focus.

To be fair, I barely recall taking … Continue Reading

When I got up this morning, I almost stepped on a framed photo of a typewriter on the floor by the bed. Huh? Oh yeah. Now I remember.

Photo of a photo taken by Jason Belaire

Last night around 2 a.m. I awoke to a rattling sound. I flipped on the light and tried to identify the source of the noise. It was the typewriter photo hanging on the wall behind me.

Yeah, I was tired. Fatigue may have impaired my judgment. Was … Continue Reading