Writing about yourself has to be the worst. Worse than mosquitoes; worse than being caught in the snow with leaky boots; worse even than olives, which poison every meal they’re so recklessly tossed into.
But a greeting and a brief introduction are necessary, if only to suggest that I’m not half so shy in person as I am writing about myself.
Hello, my name is Cassidy, and I’m happy you’ve stumbled across my site.
Some facts have to follow: nouns, you know, a few adjectives, an anecdote or two. I am a writer and adventurer; once a bespectacled little girl who loved books most in the world, today an accidental adult with a love for writing and a proclivity for places where I neither speak the language nor recognise the food. I was born in South Africa, but have lived in England and Canada long enough to know how dire those northern hemisphere winters can be, and have travelled to every continent except Antarctica, but that was only because I broke my foot in Argentina (an experience which, now that I think of it, might have been worse than writing about myself).
I gathered a couple of degrees in English literature along the way, and learnt – much to my surprise – that this left me with a few marketable skills. For almost a decade I worked as a writer and editor for communications agencies in South Africa and abroad. Today, I work for myself, writing for clients that range from non-governmental to corporate, as well as for my website. For more information on my work, please take a look at my portfolio.
If you’d like to work with me, please get in touch. Or get in touch for getting in touch’s sake – I’d love to hear from you.