Ha. It's so strange, writing this blog that nobody's reading. I keep checking for comments, as if there would be any. I keep fighting the temptation to install an INVISIBLE hit counter, as if it would catch anything.
Just spent an hour on the phone with E, discussing logistics for a mutual pet project that (ideally) will be a mutual enterprise and mutually beneficial. Hint: it's a blog with the potential to have HUGE traffic.
I'm sure there will be updates on that front. For now, all I'll say is that I'm contacting some people tomorrow, and researching project management, and going to try and write up a viable plan to submit to the Powers That Be. It's simple, really: how can I make sure that everyone will benefit? Why, by making sure the blog is correctly publicized and correctly written. It gets in the papers :: the Organization gets positive attention :: my name (my other name, though) gets known :: I direct traffic as specified by E. Trickle down. Like I said, it could be a lot of traffic.
Fuck, this shit has potential to get into Newsweek. Maybe not this year, but next year for sure. If I'm careful.
So I have to learn how to present it.
antie, you may not know this but your advice about "stepping out of your comfort zone" is constantly with me. You're right. It's the one thing I've always been afraid to do, and now I'm doing it, and mostly because you dared me to.
Just spent an hour on the phone with E, discussing logistics for a mutual pet project that (ideally) will be a mutual enterprise and mutually beneficial. Hint: it's a blog with the potential to have HUGE traffic.
I'm sure there will be updates on that front. For now, all I'll say is that I'm contacting some people tomorrow, and researching project management, and going to try and write up a viable plan to submit to the Powers That Be. It's simple, really: how can I make sure that everyone will benefit? Why, by making sure the blog is correctly publicized and correctly written. It gets in the papers :: the Organization gets positive attention :: my name (my other name, though) gets known :: I direct traffic as specified by E. Trickle down. Like I said, it could be a lot of traffic.
Fuck, this shit has potential to get into Newsweek. Maybe not this year, but next year for sure. If I'm careful.
So I have to learn how to present it.
antie, you may not know this but your advice about "stepping out of your comfort zone" is constantly with me. You're right. It's the one thing I've always been afraid to do, and now I'm doing it, and mostly because you dared me to.
1 Comments:
At 1:14 AM,
ogma said…
Well I'm going to comment on my own damn shit.
Let's put it this way: why do I feel like the proverbial strong man with the strong woman behind him?
Except, you know, the other way around?
E has this all planned out. Allllll planned out. I am shitty at planning, so it works great for me; he doesn't do creative, so he needs me to get the end product done. But yeah, without his advice, this would not be happening at all.
And let's not even get into all the maneuvering that involves E's ex. Not even going to go there.
It's funny being a part of someone's career plans like this...
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