Didn't really have anywhere else to put this, so figured maybe some of you guys would know the feeling.
Earlier this year a client came to me with a project that was like, three times as big as anything we've done before. Simple stuff: tube video rewrites. Completely unique title / 50-word text. Not exactly mentally taxing, but the size .. oh man.
I had 1 casual and 1 part-time writer at the time, had to ramp them both up to 2x full time and put in about 8-12 hours of writing per day myself. The amount of writing required was frying my brain. Client was very strict on scheduling too: they had a deadline, and I didn't want to fall behind.
Project started in Feb, scheduled to be completed by August 1st. Just polished off the last 10k batch of 193k~ videos. So in the last 6 months I've written around 4~5 million words. It's my job, I know that, but still: never felt so damn happy (but tired) at the same time. I did dial back on the last week as a treat, because there was still 10 days left, but yeah. Killer. Wonder how many times I wrote "fuck", "pussy", etc.. Maybe I'll do some graphs on the spreadsheets to find out.
Ya'll ever do some real tough shit in this industry? Makes me appreciate the days where I worked a lot less
