At age 7 I decided I wanted to be a writer and basketball player.

I designed some business cards to help with self-promotion. (They featured clip art of a quill, inkwell and hoop.) I gave them to family members and classmates, and found some freelance jobs creating greeting cards, helping with English homework and ghostwriting the occasional love note.

In college, my coach made me decide between basketball and writing for the school newspaper. Chances were much higher that I could go pro as a writer than a basketball player, so I retired my jersey, stuck with the writing and traded in grown men who would scream at me during three-man-weave drills for editors and, eventually, chief creative officers.

My jumper is still nasty, though.

Right now I’m a freelance creative director and copywriter open to full-time or temp work.

Thank you for taking the time to check out some of my stuff.

I'm at srm5082@gmail.com if you ever want to talk.