I Quit!

After a career that has spanned some 42 years, I am finally hanging it up! It has been a marvelous run and I have had the opportunity to meet and work with some of the most sincere and creative people I could have ever imagined. But, as they say, all good things come to an end…and they also say, when it ceases to be fun, it's time to quit. And now is my time.

I think back to those early days when I worked as a part time copywriter at the local radio station after school. When my girlfriends were going window shopping, I went to work. I loved those days and would have worked for free. And then hearing the ad copy I had written the day before being read by the radio announcer the next day was a thrill beyond compare.

After college, I joined ad agency life…a life I would enjoy for the next 39 years. When hubby retired I went the freelance route because we wanted to fulfill our lifelong dream of living on the coast. I said goodbye to the office routine and the crazy deadlines to branch out on my own and slow the pace of life, if for just a little bit. The past three years have been fun as well as challenging.

Toss in the pandemic and the new “wokeness” that has swept across the land and my job got exponentially more difficult. With the difficulty came a total loss of the fun element. Rewrites, rejections and revisions have become the norm…as well as risk averse clients, agency account execs and principals.

Now, it's time to walk away...and do so on my own terms. So, on July 30th my career as a professional writer will come to a close.

But I'm not really done. While I won't be writing for clients and a paycheck, I'll still be here writing about my adventures in all things anal…enemas, the slink…and who knows what else.

And being under no pressure or deadlines will make even nicer!

Here comes retirement!

Deb