Turning my 60 and 90 minute presentations from this spring into a blog post turned out to be an epic and impossible task. Instead, they’ve turned into nine – the Word doc I was using to draft things on the plane to California last week is 16 pages long, and the posts aren’t short, even broken up. This is some of the most personal, passionate, and confrontational writing about my profession that I’ve ever done. It was well received as speeches (my mom even liked it), but I’m a wee tad nervous (!!!!) about how it will translate to writing. I’m taking the plunge anyway – begin as you mean to go on, right?
I’ve scheduled them all to post around 10 am weekdaily over the next few weeks – do let me know what you think. I’ll be over here in the corner, peeking out through my fingers.
As long as st least one of them references that dinner experience we had at Buca…
Talk about liking fear and getting things done, that waiter was great
“liking” should be “killing” up there.
Thank you autocorrect.
*CHEERLEADING* Give ’em hell. You’re one of my favorite activists 🙂
xo
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