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My love
affair with writing began in childhood, and the career deal was cinched
when my skills began to draw praise from teachers, professors, and later
journalists, novelists, poets and business communicators. (Flattery, by
the way, will get you everywhere.) Like many writers, I have an insatiable
curiosity and a great diversity of interests, so over the years I've worked
in the fields of public history, banking, criminal justice, and education,
but invariably with a focus on writing.
Truth is,
I enjoyed working in all those fields. I vividly recall, however, a sweltering,
108-degree, Arkansas August afternoon years ago when I found myself literally
in the middle of a field, training as a field archeologist. I was kneeling
in a pit, digging with a teaspoon or something equally as effective in
clay, when I had an epiphany:
I really
don't like to get my hands dirty. Maybe there are some things I could
just write about.
Writing,
in fact, is the best career I can think of that allows me to explore physical
realities and metaphysical motivations. With writing, I generally get
paid to ask a whole bunch of questions, and I usually don't have to get
my hands dirty.
And it's
all in the questions. Asking the right questions. Over the years, I've
written about everything from golf swings to mood swings and lots in between:
swine production, high-tech measurement and control, politics, Southern
history, finance, great causes, the arts, humor, and relationships.
Whether
the result is a training manual, news release, Web site, or newsletter,
I enjoy the art and science of writing, especially when it's born of intelligence
and strategy that comes through collaboration. Like that song from "A
Chorus Line," it's what I do for love.
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