I am sitting here on a warm (if wet) sunday night typing away like mad in the kitchen, with Rex wrapped around my feet.
Thing is, I am helping a friend out with some copywriting, and believe me last week I didn’t even know what it was. Now (ahem) I can tell you that when ever a marketing person puts something on paper (offline) or on the web (online) there is a writer who has written those words.
Now I have to write product descriptions for a supermarket in the UK, so I have to write 100 words about the benefits of a certain type of yoghurt over the over type. Oh yes and it has to be ‘conversational and quirky, with as much humour as you can manage’.
Writing suddenly got difficult.
No more romance novels, nor Pulitzer winning paragraphs – now I am onto cheese strings. Those funny, quirky old cheese strings.
On a brighter note, it is useful for the CV, and another writing task that I am adding to the Portfolio. It’s interesting as it’s the writing of every day, the mundane and perhaps the boring. But all writing whether in social welfare forms, clothes catalogues or marriage certificates is written by someone, and this has been a huge learning curve for me, to learn writing in all its forms and locations.
That was why I chose Professional Writing in Falmouth www.falmouth.ac.uk as it would open my eyes to all different sorts of jobs where writing is key.
Better go and start on goat’s milk now as Rex is licking my toes.