Brrr it feels like winter has arrived and we are hunkered down with heaters on here tonight. I have been spending a lot of time working on content for the marketing workshop. Correction – I have done some work on it, while distracted by Facebook, Twitter, blog posts whatever.
Truth be told it takes a long time to formulate ideas and write stuff. The content creation for these workshops has been done by L and me in fits and starts over the last few weeks and sometimes it doesn’t feel like we have made much progress. Rather than feeling like a horrendous school assignment, I am actually starting to enjoy it more. That doesn’t stop me panicking a tiny bit. I have another catchup call with L on Thursday and despite me setting up our to do list I haven’t done a damn thing on it. Ooophs.
I have got maybe half a dozen library blog ideas I haven’t got finished. Plus I also have to get back to one of the managers with some ideas on something I was bleating on about. I still haven’t got around to formulating an answer. One of the problems is that I have to be careful how I answer, if I am not careful I will be in danger of writing an essay on marketing rather than dealing with the topic at hand (which actually rather needs to be backed up by a proper marketing plan, but that’s a bit of a tall order!)
Today during afternoon tea we were discussing Twitter and whether or not live tweeting from conferences makes any sense. It reminded me of some things I had read that Meredith Farkas wrote about herself on her blog and how she is a slow thinker. I think all of us at afternoon tea were relating to that. Sometimes when you read other people’s blogs, they sound so damn articulate and wise, you don’t realise that they actually spend some time crafting what they have actually written. I was also struck by the honesty in Meredith’s post. Granted she is a bit of a rock star in the library world, but I would feel like I was making myself a little vulnerable by the honesty she displayed. Still good on her.
Well this isn’t the blog post I expected to write. I was going to write one about my frustration with mediation classes and the futility of trying to be good. That can wait. In the meantime I have stopped dwelling on that so much – tonight at least I have been focusing (mostly) on the workshop and thinking that through in my head.
That won’t stop me from feeling like one of these sometime early tomorrow morning ;-)
In the meantime it’s now after 10pm and it feels like the middle of the night. I’m off to bed with a wheat pack.