So I get a little thrill from writing assignments.

It actually does pay my bills. I am helplessly in love with the power of a story and I love to organize the heck out of it so it flows like a river to your customer’s souls. I’ve been a cheerleader and pro-choice rallier and a rotary scholar and a peace corps volunteer and a marathon runner.

I like adventure with security. And without both, I get a little itchy.

It’s how I merge cubicle with cutting edge for clients like CIGNA, Hunter Douglas, Chipotle and Bloomingdales.

But along with my liberal tendencies, I’m as linear as they come. I believe in hard work, prompt responses, excel spreadsheets, using bold in emails and just so you know, extra sour cream on my burrito. If it’s organic, well, that’s a bonus. Whole Foods is just getting too expensive.

On Contracting
I have been called many things in my life. A freelancer. A contractor. A consultant, a writer and an entrepreneur. Rarely, though, have I been an employee. Some call that silly. I call it strategic. As a free agent, I do not commit to any one company, where apathy and brand-blindness can afflict even the most competent people. Instead, I remain committed to my craft.

How it all Started
A graduate of University of Illinois at a time when America was still on top, I cut my teeth as an editor in the Denver dotcom world at Modern Bride Magazine. After the two-hour Cherry Creek lunches ended in 2001, I started my own marketing communications business, organizing content, making the ho-hum hip and giving corporate speak a kick for Qwest, Dex and Boston Market.

The Weird Part
Four years later, somehow receiving less satisfaction than I once imagined from overpriced hair highlights and Banana Republic purchases, we rented out our house and joined the Peace Corps in Sofia, Bulgaria. It was like learning to fly. I provided marketing and structure for a fair-trade organization and helped a young Habitat for Humanity get off the ground and acted in a few really bad sci-fi movies.

There wasn’t a mud hut in site, but sifting through post-communist dust, suspicion and fatalism proved an enormous challenge–and I wrote about all of it as a blogger and a journalist. After finishing our service, we couchsurfed and hitchhiked through Turkey, Syria, Lebanon, Northern Iraq, Jordan, Israel, Egypt, Kenya, Uganda and Rwanda, volunteering for room and board as we went, picking olives on the Mediterranean as part of WWOOF, authoring articles for EasyJet, rewriting a hotel website on the Red Sea, creating a non-profit website for a Palestinian-supporting organization in Beirut and teaching computer classes to Ugandan orphans. I was the first featured travel blogger for WhiteBaboon.com, contributed regularly to Josh Spear and I was selected to participate in the World Nomads Vantastic Competition across Australia. Yeah, it was crazy.

But Wait, There’s More: Capitalism Returns. . .without an Epidural
We returned in 2008, bought a house, scored a couple of cars off Craig’s List and got back in the capitalist saddle. I discovered that while life abroad was simple, but inconvenient, life here in America is convenient, but complicated. Somewhere between the excitement of iced chais and a new thing called Mad Men, I birthed a baby girl, Scarlett Enright Boudreaux, (without an epidural, btw) and picked up a few other clients like Resolution Research, Gaiam, Design Bureau, Love Denver Colorado, Alpine Access,  EPA Denver, Highline Academy, Ping and Western Union.