My name’s Rachel.
I’m an editor, copywriter, sometimes-proper-writer (whatever that is), and permanently harassed mother-of-three.
This space started out as a place for me to write, when the itch got too overwhelming to be satisfied by correcting other people’s words with red pen. For quite a long time it was a baby diary. It was a good one, I think, but I’m not sure I want it to be that anymore – not least because very soon they’ll be old enough that being Very Online will matter to them. I think that’s a choice they need to make on their own. (I’m working out what to do with ALL THESE ARCHIVES.)
Small children are still such a huge part of my life that they’re bound to poke their heads in (then exit, pursued by a bear). But I suppose I’m back now where I started, almost a decade ago: I just want a blank page, and the chance to tell people how well they’re doing. I think that’s what I’ve always wanted, in one way or another.
If you’d like to read along, I’d be honoured.