Copywriter Ordinaire.
I didn’t always know I’d be a copywriter, but looking back, there were signs. Writing on walls? A crash course in headlines. Begging my corpo-dad for a Nintendo DS? My first real pitch (slides and all). Failing chemistry? Let’s just say my storytelling skills were a touch ahead of their time: “Two parts of hydrogen meet oxygen and have a lovechild named water!"
It turns out that the ordinary is where the good stuff hides.