Whether you aspire to be in advertising or not, looking for work sucks. But that doesn’t mean that you have to suck. The following is a true story. After flitting about North Florida for a few months with a shiny degree, a spec book, and unabashed enthusiasm for writing advertising, I decided that to really break into the field, I had to look to people who loved it as much as I did. Namely, Creative Directors at the big agencies on Madison Avenue. Because it…
As far back as I can remember my mind has been a playground for wild vines that wrap around themselves in a fight for slivers of sunlight. Some produce fragrant flowers. Some are outfitted with thick thorns that draw thick blood. I suppose all of them have some purpose, but as the keeper of these thoughts, I have always had a tough time deciding which are most useful, and which to prune. So they grow and tighten and somehow manage…
I am having a really rocky emotional day, today. Beating myself up for my shortcomings as a writer, and a man. I don’t have these days very often, but when appear – they knock me on my heels. Because friends notice things, my friend Callum Saunders (who lives in England and whom I’ve never met in person) sent me this note via email: An elderly Cherokee Native American was teaching his grandchildren about life… He said to them, “A…
I realize that every breath I take is death to another memory. I just wish I could manage them a little better.
Recently, Kohl’s department store issued a contest to every school in America via Facebook that resulted in the worst use of social media to date.
