So my latest assignment as freelancer-for-hire (is that redundant?) is to come up with a new name for the publication that I write and design. I used to do this sort of thing quite a lot when I worked as a copywriter and I particularly loathe it.
I can remember coming up with pages upon pages of names for newsletters about everything from motor oil to domestic abuse prevention. And I don’t think that any of my suggestions were ever used. Sigh.
Oh, and I have to redesign the entire publication by Friday. Super! No problem!
Kicky colors? Well, sure, why not?
Funky graphics? The more, the merrier!
‘In case you couldn’t tell, I was being sarcastic.’
I didn’t even have a chance to knit today.
And I have consumption.
At least 24 was on again tonight. That David Palmer is one ugly crier.