Andrew Snowdon… yeah… about that guy.
I don’t know. What do you want to know?
I’m a thirty-something freelance writer, online theatre reviewer, and will pretty much do anything that involves writing or editing if the compensation will help pay the bills.
In short, I’m a mercenary hack.
It wasn’t always like this.
When I was in high school, I worked for Nortel (then called Bell-Northern Research) maintaining Pascal code for test equipment. After high school, I went to college and learned to cook. Naturally, I then went to work for a market research company doing telephone surveys. Because of my profound personal phobia of telephones, I got another job in a call-centre providing support for a retail consumer credit card. I did credit lending (ruined Christmas), fraud investigation (ended up in court), some supervisory work, lots of scheduling, a bit of IT support, and some programming. The culture started to change after an American bank bought the operation, and I burned out.
That’s the short version.
I am working on several novels, a few plays, and almost no poetry. I don’t talk about personal projects in detail before they’re completed. It’s a family superstition. I am actually more likely to lie than tell the truth on the subject. This is not the only way in which I am weird.
Is that enough? Do you have enough? Can I go now?