Wednesday, September 17, 2025

Clichés: Cheap Tricks and How to Kill Them


3-Part Series on Using Clichés


Part 1: Why Writers Should Avoid Using Clichés (Even Though It’s Easier Said Than Done)

Blurb: The thing about clichés is they don’t leave bruises. They’re safe, polite, disposable … and that’s why they’re poison for writers. In this first post, I pull the plug on why clichés are lazy shortcuts that sand down your voice until it’s as smooth and forgettable as elevator music.

Read Part 1 →

 

Part 2: 10 Clichés That Need to Die Already

Blurb: Let’s get specific. In round two, I drag the worst offenders into the spotlight: from “at the end of the day” to “it is what it is.” Spoiler: they don’t survive the encounter.

Read Part 2 →

 

Part 3: Clichés—Sometimes the Joke’s on Them

Blurb: Plot twist: sometimes clichés work. Not often. Not without restraint. But when you twist them for humor, when you use them to make a character sound human, or when you let one land with a wink, they can actually earn their keep. This finale is about knowing when to break my own rules.

Read Part 3 →


 

Tuesday, September 16, 2025

Why I Never Niched Down

 


Every other day on LinkedIn, someone’s shouting about how you have to niche down if you want to succeed as a copywriter. Pick a lane, they say. Specialize, they say. Be the "go-to" in SaaS for dentists who run on solar power, they say.

And every time I hear it, I can’t help but think: Nah.

Niche down? It doesn't align with my curious nature. And curiosity is one of my strengths. Niche down? Never have. Never will.

And I’ve done OK.

As a copywriter: I don’t need to spend a decade buried in the widget-making industry to write killer copy about widgets. I need to ask the right questions. I need to listen. I need to pay attention to what the audience cares about, what the brand promises, and how the product solves a problem.

I get up to speed fast. Research like a detective with a deadline. Sniff out the story.

And then I write words that make people lean in, click, sign up, buy.

And that’s true whether the client sells software, sandwiches, or shirts.

In fact, too much industry knowledge can be a curse. Because when you’ve marinated in the same industry stew for years, you start dragging around a suitcase full of preconceived notions, biases, and "best practices." You stop asking questions. You stop being curious. You stop seeing things fresh.

And fresh is where the magic happens.

Of course (before someone in pharma or finance comes for me) some industries have rules, regs, and legal landmines that can’t be ignored. You need to know 'em. But that’s different from being so entrenched in an industry that you can’t see it from the outside anymore.

Great copy isn’t about parroting industry jargon. It’s about connecting with humans. It’s about clarity. It’s about relevance. And none of that requires me to live and die in a single niche.

So no, I never niched down. And I never felt the need.

Because I’m not here to be the copywriter who knows everything about one tiny sliver of the world.
I’m here to be the copywriter who knows how to get people to pay attention.

And that skill?

That travels.



Thursday, September 11, 2025

Moji

 

Elephant Eye


When Moji realized I was out of the bananas I’d been feeding her she gave me what could best be described as a gentle hug with her trunk.

I rubbed her rough cheek and her huge forehead and looked into her heavily lashed eye. I could see a deep intelligence there as we started to walk together toward the open field.

I felt comfortable and safe even though the 60-year-old rescue from a Myanmar logging operation (with the scars to prove it) outweighed me by 8,000 pounds.

As we walked, she turned away from me and, as nonchalantly as I might pick a bacon-wrapped chestnut hors d'oeuvres from a buffet table, she uprooted a small tree with her trunk and stripped the leaves from it with her mouth.

Was it a casual snack or a reminder to me that humans had mistreated her in the past and that she could as easily toss me into the underbrush as I could discard an unwanted Teddy bear?

She was in a sanctuary now. And nobody was going to hurt her ever again. But scars run deep.

Not just for elephants.


Wednesday, September 10, 2025

Verbal Fencing

Dueling Pencils

"I don't recall the dream, but I woke up drenched in a cold sweat, only to realize I spelled 'receive' correctly after all."

That was the wiseass answer I shot back to a retired high school English teacher and current part time editor after he asked, "As a writer, what do you dream of?"

"So what do editors dream of?" I parried.

"Commas gently rocking in hammocks strung between dangling participles."

I love working with this guy.


8 Didn't Make the Cut

An impressive amount (or what my daughter would call a "crap ton") of what I write ends up n the editing room floor. To get a head...