One hot afternoon more than 20 years ago, during the summer before first grade, a quiet little girl wearing thick, heavy tortoise-shell eyeglasses sat down and wrote a story about a shy little man who lived in a cave.  

And ever since then, the little girl decided she’d be writing for a living. She didn’t realize, though, that she’d be writing for life.  

That girl was me.  

Fast-forward a couple of decades since I first started writing stories, I’d learned to write several other things. From books to blogs, sizzling erotica to cold hard news, jargon-riddled business reports to Cosmo-style articles, and sleazy marketing copy to soulful think pieces – I had written them all.  

And throughout all the years of writing, I learned invaluable knowledge I know will be useful for life. Or not. 

I wrote about fashion design and solar panels and student loans. I wrote about nitrogen generators and resveratrol and penis enhancers. I also wrote about gravitational waves, BDSM (thanks, Fifty Shades of Gray) and the modern-day miracle that is the self-driving car. And then, there were also the charming towns and quaint villages of Madeira, the pristine beaches and roasted whole pig of Bali, and the historic Roman Baths in… err… Bath. Trust me when they say you don’t need to get out of the house to go places. Oh, and I also wrote about how time travel works (according to the laws of physics anyway) and how the grandmother paradox explains why it’s not actually time travel. It’s space-time travel.  

(By the way, I have morphed into an information junkie with an insatiable thirst for useless and not-so-useless trivia, if you haven’t already noticed.)  

And along the way, I also picked up a lot of experience in content marketing, SEO, email marketing, social media marketing, and a whole bunch of other stuff that’s got to do with Internet marketing.  

But while I jumped from one subject to another, from one form of content to another, one thing remained consistent.  

The desire to learn more and write about life. About love and all its kinds – love of self, love of others, love of nature, and Love with a capital L. About growth and all the hard, beautiful things it comes with. And about living a good life, a life worth telling your grandkids about when you’re 102 years old and getting ready to go on your next skydiving trip.  

And this, my friends, is why I’m here.  

To learn more about what I offer, please go here.  

To hire me because you think I’m awesome, please go here.  

And to say hi to me or send me some love just because, you can send an email to nicole@nicolearce.com.