I want a job, a writing job. I want a writing job because I am frustrated that the blog, coruscating and entertaining as it is, offers less scope for the kind of properly researched and considered material that interests me. I am a trained, experienced journalist and broadcaster who understands the ground rules and the system. Sadly, as a blogger the resources I have to pursue this are limited which is why the frustration has set in. It is time I got a proper job as part of a team of professionals who care about what they are doing, with all the support and resources that it comes with, so that I can turn my written output up a few notches.
I don't mind if this job is writing instruction manuals for opening tetrapaks or shrink wrapped sirloin steak (somebody should). I don't mind if it means that I have to travel to third world countries like Spain or Ireland - I can cope with mild discomfort and always carry a spare pair of pants in case of delays.
If you are a megalomaniac set on world media domination please get in touch. I enclose my CV; six years of writing for pleasure and for passion. There may be irrelevant posts, irreverent posts and not quite up to the mark posts, but there are also a lot of rather good posts and collectively they will give you a realistic picture of Wrinkled Weasel's World.
My email is in my profile. Please get in touch.