A quick heads up about being a copywriter: there’s more to it than hiding behind a laptop. You’re signing up for all kinds of writing (and even “not writing”). Journalism, reporting, concepting and advertising, which means *gulp* interviewing people — writing about them, or for them, and sometimes even trying to use their own words. Gasp!
Welcome to the world of interviewing … as an interviewer, that is. Even though you’re not in the hot seat, it can be just as sweaty and awkward. That’s why I try to learn something new every time, so that the next one will be even less awkward. Here are a few tips to help make that happen. I don’t have any advice for the sweating though.
Welp. It’s finally here. The end of 2018. Another year in the books for this crazy world we live in. And just like years past, we never ran out of stories to tell.
IRL, 2018 has been … entertaining, to say the least. There was the royal wedding. Laurel and Yanny became the new “blue and black / white and gold” dress. Office productivity plummeted one day as the world watched a racoon climb a building. IHop tried a weird new thing with burgers. And we all lost a little faith in the future of humanity when kids started eating Tide Pods.
Same rings true for the Nebo blog in 2018. This year we covered everything from agency life and industry tips to mental health and (yes, you probably guessed it) our furry, four-legged friends.
So, as we prepare for a new year (and start making predictions on what kids will eat in 2019), take a look back at the posts that topped the charts in our countdown of the most popular stories of 2018:
Today is the two-year anniversary of my dad’s passing.
The ‘polite me’ feels the need to say, “It gets easier over time,” or “We’re just happy he’s in a better place.” But, no. It sucks. The only sugar-coated saying that has actually resonated with me is, “We’re thankful for the time we had.” Because, if not for him, I wouldn’t be a writer.
It’s November 6th, 1983, in Hawkins, Indiana.
Some lab dude is getting inexplicably eaten by a faceless monster. Lights are blinking. Sounds are happening. Aaaaaaand...cue the intro music and floaty red letters.
Welcome to arguably the best 80s show made post Y2K.
Perhaps you’re like me, and have watched it too many times. Or perhaps you’re crazy and have never seen it. Or heard of Netflix.
If you’re the latter, consider this a PSA.
If you ever daydreamed of being a Goonie and playing piano bones to open mysterious passages, “Stranger Things” is for you.
If you ever watched Poltergeist and wondered what happened to Carol Anne after she got sucked in the closet, “Stranger Things” is for you.
And if you ever wagged your finger at “youngsters” preaching about the good old days of bicycles and walkie-talkies, then “Stranger Things” is most definitely for you, my friend.