I stared out the windshield at the gray, dismal sky, watching drops of rain bounce off the hood of my car, much like the silent tears waiting to fall from my own tired eyes. Looking at the clock, I saw…
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The Princess and the Taser
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Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there lived a beautiful princess who had a keen sense of smell. Normally, this sense was a gift. She delighted in the wonderful smells that occupied her kingdom. Fresh roses.…
How to Deal with a Know-It-All Windbag
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Ah, Friday morning. The day I look forward to each week. Sitting at my desk, enjoying my iced mocha, I began to plan my day. I’d finish up a few projects early, then perhaps start on some new ones in…
The Slow and The Clueless
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Last year at this time, it was safe to say I was having a mini nervous breakdown. Work was insane, especially with hours cut due to the furloughs imposed upon us by the moronic fiscally-conservative Governator. At the beginning of…
Revenge of the Technical Writer
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For the past several work days, I’ve been banging my head against my desk. It is not an attempt to get workers comp and it isn’t because I keep falling down or tripping. No, we are trying to upgrade our…
The Proper Care and Feeding of Marketing Writers
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This is a public service announcement on behalf of all of us who have been exposed to bad marketing and thoughtless PR campaigns. In an age when sponsors are fighting for ad time, businesses are fighting for your dollar, and…
It Was a Dark and Story Morning…
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We had been warned for days that a HUGE storm was going to hit the area. People were advised to stock up on supplies and stay home if they could. In the early hours of the morning, I could hear…
“We added some skills to your resume.”
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Introduction For the last 13 years, I’ve worked as a Technical Writer and Web Developer. I had a brief hiatus for three years when I went back to get my Master’s degree. When people ask what I do, I usually…