I was a bit nervous someone would say it was stupid or that no one would care what I had to say. Or that I'd go hard in the beginning but then get busy and bored, or worse, give up. And, deep down, I was worried people wouldn't like me and think I was the worst.
I'm really happy I continued writing.
Honestly, it gets really challenging with my work schedule, industry involvement and my weird obsession with wanting a social life.
There are days when I have posts written and ready to go, but can't post and share them because I have a big presentation or deadline coming up. (So please be patient if I go silent for a day or two.)
There are these wonderful, super healthy things called "Vacations" I take from time to time -- and this strange thing happens where my fingers become allergic to keyboards...
Then there are the times I don't want to write. Sometimes I have nothing to say. Or I'm going through an "I hate advertising" period. Sometimes the thought of typing even one more sentence makes my eyes bleed. And sometimes I think "Why bother? Sleep a little longer, hang out a little later, focus on the job that's actually paying you to write..."
And then someone emails me or comments on a post saying that they found something I said helpful.
I don't think it'll ever stop making me blush when someone tells me they read my blog. But keep reading, I'll keep blushing - and writing, of course.
Below is my first ever spoonful of Baby Food. Thanks for coming along for the ride.
BABY FOOD FOR CREATIVES: The Beginning:
As if there is some more appropriate point than the beginning.
So that's where we are. Feet firmly planted at the starting line, ears perked, eyes focused, heart racing, stomach dropping, lunch looking for the nearest exit...
Ok, stop. Breathe. Breathe.
It'll be ok. I promise.
Let's start with the simple things - what we know.
We know you want a job as a creative.
We know you're talented, hard-working, smart, pretty and whatever other lies your mother spoonfed you.
We know that it's a wild world (I thought they were singing "Ooh baby it's a wagon" til I was about 12) and it takes time, effort, perseverance, comfortable shoes, thick skin and some serious schmoozing.
So let's go.
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