The Freelance Dance
The Freelance Dance, you don’t stand a chance
You find someone great, but it’s a bad romance
One day she meets deadlines, the next she’s off to France
A repeated and frustrating circumstance
The Freelance Dance, it’s the same each time.
They don’t communicate, start to miss deadlines
The content dips to fair, it used to be sublime
It feels impossible to make the stars align.
The Freelance Dance, what’s a gal to do?
All I want is a dependable content crew
Flaky freelancers, oh I have met a few.
The Freelance Dance, I am over you.
Broetry in motion
I became a CEO to inspire people.
Bold words are easy, but bold ideas?
Most people are too afraid.
What kind of marketer are you?
I’m not a marketer. I speak from within.
Never stop hustling.
Get over yourself.
Have the courage to think beyond the success/failure binary.
The first time I had to present at a board meeting, you know what?
I wore my lucky socks.
And nobody cared.
That’s called INNER WORK.
My mom packed my lunch until I was 22.
Maybe… or maybe she just loved me.
Love = dedication. Math of the heart is simple.
I love profits.
Now profits pack my lunch.
Ode to the Duplicate requests feature
O Duplicate Request Feature,
You are such a glorious creature!
"Duplicate," is all I do,
and poof, voila! Request x2
I love the way you operate—
and how your fields auto-populate.
Such magic and efficiency
In your content request duplicity.
Whether you need content for your blog;
or run a machine that needs a cog
And that cog is content writer,
And you're casting your net wider
From freelancers that you know
To the writers of Verblio
Strangers on the internet
Who you haven't even met
A 30-day money back guarantee
This whole page of poetry
So if you're looking for a sign
This is it, this very line
Click the button, it's a door
I don't know what you're waiting for...