A trip to the weekly outdoor market. Not a big deal, right? Some produce, some clothes. Maybe the odd bargain. Nothing to get excited about. But at LM Village refugee camp, when the bus pulls up to take residents to the market, there is a mob of people shouting and pushing, sneaking tickets back and forth and arguing and getting in your face. This is kind of

Working at LM Village: Greek resort turned refugee camp

Posted by Jane on  November 5, 2017

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Barking dogs. The incessant barking of dogs who wander the streets. This is probably the sound I will always associate with the LM Village refugee camp and Greece in general. Right now, outside my hotel room, it sounds like ten thousand dogs are barking themselves hoarse. I picture two teams – maybe the short haired vs the long haired? – facing off à la West Side Story,

The week of  October 23 was a week of smallness. Name calling. Presidents tweeting schoolboy taunts, seemingly unaware of what’s at stake. Hollywood dotards dominating the news. Women around the world revealing that they, too, have been sexually harassed or abused – this last act, though, is only small in that each woman’s voice is a small drop in a large, shameful bucket. So it was a week that did not restore my faith in

Got typewriter? Will write for cash on the South Bank.

  Gentle reader, I’ve only been in Canterbury a few weeks. Maybe that’s why, when I go to London or Broadstairs or Whitstable, I feel like it’s a voyage within a voyage. A Russian doll within a Russian doll. My roommate and I took the train to Broadstairs last weekend, a coastal town about a

Writing from away

Posted by Jane on  October 8, 2017

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  Gentle reader, I am writing to you from a place that is not my home. Many of you know what it is to live in a place that is not your home, and many of you live in places that must seem worlds apart from the place you grew up. So I want to note that my temporary home in Canterbury is not unintelligible or

Gentle reader, it has been a week of ups and downs – literally and figuratively. First, let me tell you about my love-hate relationship with The Hill. I have heard dozens of warnings about The Hill, on which the University of Kent is situated, resulting in a spectacular view of Canterbury. You would not want to walk up

Thursday, Sept. 21, 2017 Do the No-Jet-Lag pills really work? They taste like sugar pills but I chewed them diligently as I flew from Calgary to Canterbury. After just two days in the UK, my home-away-from-home, the place where I will magically finish the first draft of my dissertation, I have nearly become a non-jet-lagged Canterburian. Canterburyite. Canterbourois? I managed to sleep a bit on the

Sundays and expert opinions. In my opinion.

Posted by Jane on  May 15, 2016

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Sundays are a ruler of life. Ruler, as in, measurement. Once upon a time, Sundays were lazy; sleep till all hours, read a book, go for a run, go for brunch. Then they became like any other day; up at six, nodding off on the couch in front of The Magic School Bus. When I worked full time, I stumbled through Sundays on stun, recovering from the week, doing bits of work, running errands, going

Calgary freelance writer Jane Chamberlin crafts copy that suits the medium – whether it’s web, print or video. She works with designers to balance words and visuals. And it’s good to be versatile. Because you never know where you’ll need a word or two. On a bus. A video. A website. A fact sheet. Words can happen anywhere. They just need the right voice.

Technology writer

Posted by Jane on  February 5, 2013


Being a technology writer involves translating complex information into accessible copy. Jane has extensive experience writing for technology companies, from established leaders to innovative start-ups.