Integrating yourself into a conversation can be intimidating. On the outside you attempt to appear confident as you approach a group of strangers, inside your inner voice is all, “What if I say something stupid?” or “They all know each other, why would they want to talk to me?”Having a conversation with friends and friends-to-be needn’t be difficult if you follow these tips.
Every year I leave Blissdom feeling inspired but this year I left feeling lucky.
Lucky that I work with such a talented, diverse, fun group of people.
Lucky that so many of the women I admire are now also my friends.
Lucky that Twitter has allowed me to connect with people I would never have met otherwise.
Lucky that I've been offered amazing opportunites I will never take for granted.
Lucky that I know learning never ends and there are no stupid questions so we need to continue to ask.
A long time ago I wrote about how to pitch a story idea to a website/magazine. The most frequently asked questions I received after writing it were, "How do I build a relationship?" and "How do I get my foot in the door with an editor?"
Blissdom is coming up and there is much talk about relationships.
I’m google-able. Chances are you are too.
My kids aren’t on the computer much. They don’t have Facebook accounts and for the most part, when they go online it’s to feed their Puffles on Club Penguin with me in the room as they earn coins and build igloos. The reality is though, there is going to come a time when they access the internet and I’m not there.
It’s a pretty safe assumption that they will eventually google me.
Hi All! Here it is - if you signed up (and even if you didn't) it's the Blissdom cheat sheet. And yes, there's a possibility that you're listed as someone another attendee wants to meet. So check it out! Yowza!
Also, I only added your comment in the "Who Y'all Want To Meet" if you listed a specific person. Otherwise your printer would hate me.
Who's excited! Woot Woot!
I want you to listen very very closely as you read this blog. If you listen hard enough, I do believe you’ll hear Erica closing the door on letting me have free reign on my blog topics from this point forward.
Today I’m writing about poop.
And not my kids’ poop, mine.