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I'm a remote worker, which means I spend a lot of time... well, alone. That may sound sad, but my situation affords me the freedom to engage in some of my more "undercover freak flag" behaviors in order to keep myself motivated.
I mention this because, y'all, it's been a heck of a week here at Liz Murphy HQ. (And by "Liz Murphy HQ," I mean the creepy dungeon of a finished basement I annexed for my home office.)
I'm not one to lean into the unhealthy glorification of "The Hustle" culture, because I think it perpetuates this ludicrous idea that if you're not always slaving away and working into all hours of the night (every night), you're not really a success story.
That said, thanks to a massive work project that required a lot of time, mental energy, and revisions this week, I ended up eating a cupcake at my desk for dinner on Wednesday night:
It was a Neapolitan cupcake with strawberry icing and vanilla cream in the middle. Je ne regrette rien.
I also listened to Andrew WK's "Party Hard" on repeat for about 30 minutes straight on Thursday night, when I needed a pick-me-up. (Fun fact: Did you know Andrew WK used to have an advice column in the Village Voice, and it was amazing?)
On top of that, there was definitely one night where I turned to the blank, murder-face gaze of my cat to "workshop" some copy out loud that had been giving me trouble. (She responded by knocking a pencil off my desk, so I assumed that meant she liked it.)
I bring this up because I always think it's funny what ridiculous rituals and experiments we run ourselves through to be a rockstar producer at work, but no one will ever know about them.
I spent this week writing and rewriting 16 pages worth of copy.
But when someone finally reads it two weeks from now, they won't know that writing page 10 became such an infuriating roadblock for me that I jumped up and down and sang along to Goodness' cover of "Electricity, Electricity" from School House Rocks at 1 a.m. to refresh my mental state.
Only then was I finally able to get the right words on the page.
So, the next time you come across an epic piece of pillar content, a beautifully designed infographic, or a hefty booklet with lots and lots of copy, take a moment to honor those marketers, designers, and copywriters who sang horribly in the middle of the night with a cupcake in their hand to make it happen.
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