Writing

It is too simple the word, the writing itself too, I guess. Just scrible away... I will write for living! So pretentious. So much to say, we all want to write a blog, a book, a complaint to the commune, a note on the fridge. And then get paid for it.

I am in the middle of a great project for which I write... e-mails, reports, communication plans, newsletters. With a lot of useful feedback from arrogant Irish men who do not hesitate telling you when you are bad... Once you overcome the schrizophenia of trying to meet all the wishes, you do learn. I am learning.

Yep, the vocabulary is limited. No way of playing around with scientists' beloved facts. Otherwise you are over the board. But no-one punishes you for balancing on the borderline. I just check their nerve now and then.
One day I will write for living...