It’s true. I haven’t done my dishes yet. The sad thing, is, I don’t even have children. People with families might not think living a life of a writer is a legitimate excuse. After I finish this article, I will do them. I promise.
The obsession to come out of copywriter hiding and have a few pieces with my name haunts me. It’s true. Since 2005, I wrote thousands of content pieces, and you wouldn’t know it. Most of it’s floating out on the Web, and I would have to use Copyscape to find it.
The few bylines I do…
It’s true. I haven’t done my dishes for days. The sad thing, is, I don’t even have children. I live alone and being busy writing in addition to working about 30–40 hours as a delivery driver is my main reason for neglecting my house duties. After I finish this article, I will do them. I promise.
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