Monday 30 August 2010

Life + job

I'm a talking cliché. Since beginning as a features writer for Staffordshire Life, I walk around making absurd exclamations like: "We need to put the September issue to bed!", or "Let me just speak to my editor and we'll get back to you!" I find myself cringing in social situations when people ask what I do. "Teacher", "graduate scheme", "office worker", they all say, while hot, sweaty specks of embarrassment press like pins against my forehead. "Oh, I'm a writer", I quickly mumble, while I feel their eyes bore into me as if I'm some kind of fantastical figment. It's pretty good though.