Self-Promotion is not my Strong Suit

I may not be good at it, but I’m going to give it a shot, nonetheless. I am going to pimp myself out for a moment. And I’m going to ask for your help. 

This picture of Wil Wheaton helps... Photo Source

Someone, please hold me.

J has been after me to take myself more seriously this year; as a writer, as an employee, as a person interested in learning everything I come across—in general, as a human being. I may not be big on resolutions, and I wouldn’t categorize J as being big on them, either, but what he keeps cramming down my earholes telling me is that this is my time now. This is the time for me to grow. This year, I need to make a leap.

So, I did something I would never consider doing before. I submitted some of my own work to the BlogHer13 Voices of the Year competition. And yes, this means I’m strongly considering attending this conference for the first time in my life. Please let me know if you would be willing to hide in the corners with me—I’d like to know I’ll meet some like-minded individuals, in person.

If you are so inclined, I would ask you to take a look at my submitted posts, and vote for them if you like them. If you are even further inclined, please feel free to share one or more post with your people, and ask them to vote as well. Even constructive criticism would be helpful; I’m currently in that place where one sits in the corner of their mind in the fetal position, wishing someone would tell them that this will all be okay, because they’ve put themselves out there in a very public way.

Here are the posts I submitted:

Head On

Prevention

On Strike

Common Ground

An Hour in the Life Of…

Now, I solemnly vow to not bug you relentlessly, begging for votes.  Also, I promise that upcoming posts will involve an update on my grandfather, a snapshot of Ant philosophizing while on pain medication for a sprained shoulder (no, sadly, I did not record it), and things that are, in general, much more worthy of reading.

Of course, if you have any BlogHer advice, this would be a great time to share it. Seriously. Chatting people up at conferences for work has never bothered me, but the idea of talking about my boring-old-self…