I've been "freelance writing" lately, which pretty means writing bullshit articles for SEO.
Dream a dream.
While it's pretty mindless—all I do is write vaguely purchase-positive copy with X number of mentions for each keyword—I do relish having the authority to make ridiculous proclamations like this :
Perhaps only those familiar with home design truly appreciate the sink basin’s role in completing a bathroom. Basins create harmony. They tie the room together, synthesizing all the disparate elements of a bathroom—toilet, tub, tile—into a unified whole. The basin is the backbone of your bathroom.
It is? Sure! Why? Because I said so. Glorious.
Call me drunk with power, but for the moment anyway I'm plenty happy getting paid to write with conviction about stuff I care nothing about. At least it's something I can talk about at the dinner table.
Love is passe, beauty is overdone, and truth is for hacks. I write my poems to the gods of wall-mounted vanity units, semi-recessed sinks, and "adult" dating sites and I defy you to read them with dry eyes.
2 comments:
Holy shit I want to read more of these ALSO I want this job
You may be drunk wiht power, I am merely durnk
Good to have you back
i also would like to read more.
i read the worst submission today. some guy pitched a sex in the city column (set in vancouver and from the male perspective) and went on and on about how he wanted to show that guys want meaningful relationships too. just terrible.
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