BlogHer Voices of the Year and Being Your Own Publicist

 

There is a blogging conference that happens once a year.  This conference is probably the biggest  in the country geared toward women (although it’s so big now that men often attend).  This conference is the BlogHer conference.

Every year BlogHer holds nominations for something called called Voices of the Year.  One hundred posts in different categories are honored as Voices of the Year, and two out of each category are given the ultimate honor of being selected as part of the Community Keynote.

I was reading a post over at Good Day Regular People recently about people lacking the confidence to submit their own words, and simply hoping someone out there will choose to nominate them.  My Twitter and Facebook stream have also been a flurry with bloggers typing things like:

“I can’t nominate myself.  I’m not good enough to win.”

“Is it wrong or conceited to nominate my own post for VOTY?”

“It’s a popularity contest.  No one knows who I am.”

Let me just stop you all right there.  It is NOT a popularity contest.  You could be nominated, not receive a single vote, and still be picked as a Voice of the Year.  Yes, there is a People’s Choice award (some posts touch a great number of people and should be recognized for it), but everything else is chosen by committee.  I know this because I was on the scoring committee last year.  It’s about your words – not how many people you know.

How did I get to be on the scoring committee?

By being selected the Community Keynote in Humor for the BlogHer’11 conference…

as a little known blogger…

who with butterflies in her stomach, nominated her own post.

I stood on that stage with swollen ankles, a fat baby in my belly, and spoke to thousands of people. Even though I peed my pants a little, it was one of the most amazing moments of my life.

Do you know who shared that category and that stage with me?

Alexandra from Good Day Regular People

who also submitted her own post.

We threw our words up into the air and prayed that they would reach someone…

That they would be understood…

Enjoyed…

Celebrated…

Why else do we write?

The truth is, if your a writer of any kind (and not famous) you probably don’t have a publicist.

You have to be your own.

It’s okay to want your words to be read by thousands of people!

If you didn’t you would write in a private diary that you keep under your bed.

Sharing our stories is how we remind each other of our humanity.

Be bold.

Go after something.

Don’t worry about what other people will think if you advocate for yourself.

Most of us know the difference between someone saying, “Look at me! I’m the best”,

and someone saying, “Look at me. I deserve a chance.”

You deserve a chance.

 

 

JenniChiu

 

PS – If you are a member of the BlogHer community, you can nominate someone’s or your own post here.

A Sum of Some Parts – My Trip To BlogHer’12.

 

At this point in time I can do nothing but briefly spit out random details of my latest trip to the BlogHer blog conference in NYC.

 

A room full of bloggers + a live web address from President Obama = best beginning of a conference ever.

 

One busted laptop + impromptu trip to Apple store = all data lost.

Biggest blog conference in the country + lack of computer on which to blog = fucking irony.

A session on Blogging For the Love Of It + Alexandra Rosas = excellent discussion.

Cocktails + old college friends = not enough time.

Sponsored lunch + stories of violence against women = unexpected anxiety attack in hotel room.

Lisa Stone as interviewer + Katie Couric = brilliance.

Breast pump + several times a day = raw nips.

Alcohol + glow sticks and unicorns = pretty good time.

Alcohol + no husband around for days = brief moment of weakness:

 

Poking Jenny On The Spot + saying, “I love you.” + running away = awkward.

Me + parties with hundreds of people = wall merging.

NYC sidewalks + 95 degrees = steamy pee smell.

Taxi cab + illiteracy + first day “driving” = cab ride of death.

Twenty minutes + a borrowed lap top = this post.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Let’s Talk BlogHer’12.

 

Remember that time I went to one of the biggest Blog conferences ever?

Remember when I said stuff in front of hundreds of people?

Well let’s freaking do it again.

This year the BlogHer conference will be in Manhattan, and I’m so ready to sniff that warm piss smell I can hardly wait.

However, this time I don’t have to worry about speaking in front of people, being pregnant, or wearing big girl diapers.  This year I’m going to try my best to do it all: the learning sessions, the sharing of hotel rooms, the networking, and the par-tays.

If you are not a blogger and you have no idea what I’m talking about – I am basically going to a blogger sleep away camp.  There may even be a pillow fight in there somewhere… after learning to write a little code, outlining the next year’s blogging strategy, a few drinks, and a heavy conversation about the future of social media.

If you are a blogger and are going…

Let me know.

Let’s talk about it!

Are you a newbie and don’t know what to expect?

Let’s talk about it!

Have you been before and want to drop some knowledge… or pretend to?

Want to form a posse to go to the parties with?

Can’t decide between three sessions at the same scheduled time?

Are you socially awkward like me?

Let’s talk about it!

Please join me for a live chat session on Thursday, July 26th at 6:30 PST at this link:

http://ontheair.com/Mommynanibooboos-Blogher12-Chat/

This will be our main group space for an hour or so, and I will have guests in a few other “topic rooms” to chat about sub categories, i.e., parties, newbie nerves, etc.

Holy crap, ya’ll.

Let’s go to BlogHer’12!
BlogHer '12

 

 

UPDATE 7/24/12:  There will be a “room” at the chat called the Socially Awkward Room.  Moderating this room will be the lovely Alex from Late Enough.  She’s the lady with the Political Philosophy AND Medical Degree, yet she is awkward and wants to chat with you about it – about being awkward, not the degrees. 

I will be in the How To Love BlogHer As A Newbie room.

If you’re tweeting at all during, before, or after the chat, you can hash it with #LetsTalkBlogHer12.
PS- Here’s a video that has nothing to do with BlogHer:

Thought You Should Know Thursday – Blogging stuff, and meat.

Here are some things I may or may not have forgotten to tell you, but I thought you should know:

 

 

  • Also, if you are a blogger and attending or dreaming of attending the conference in Manhattan – I submitted a Room Of Your Own Session and you can tell me if you would attend or not here: There Is No Box.  Deadline for votes is *ahem* Thursday (today) at 5pm PST.  I, of course, submitted totally last minute yesterday because I’m still consumed by my new baby and forget stuff.

 

  • If you live in Manhattan, or will be there this summer, you should know that I. Am. Coming.

 

 

  • In the same vein, you should know that meat is trying to kill us – Harvard says so.

 

  • And just to create controversy within this one single post, McDonald’s has a contest they want me to tell you about.  Now through April 18th, they are seeking inspiring stories from families who cook using wholesome ingredients.  Families with kids ages 8-11 can enter at the Happy Meal Chefs Contest Page.   There is a trip to the Olympics in London up for grabs, and the chance to help chef Dan Coudreaut create new “nutrition-minded” Happy Meals.

 

  • Also, I do not promote processed food – but I know for many, there are occasions where there is very little option.  I do promote change, and the above mentioned contest may be a tiny step in the right direction.

 

Just thought

you

should

know.

 


Hail to the evolution of parenting.

I read a blog post on BlogHer the other day titled, Why Our Parents Put Us To Shame.  While I agree there are some things we can take away from how we were parented, I found myself disagreeing with most of the article.

Parenting has evolved over the last fifty years.  Part of evolution is keeping what works, throwing away what doesn’t, and improving on what we can.  We didn’t ride in car seats or buckle our seat belts, and my husband’s Aunt would stick forks into light sockets on a regular basis as a small child.

I don’t think our parents put us to shame in the least.  Here are some of the points made in the article that I see a little differently.

They cooked meals. It’s true that processed and fast foods are slowly killing us, but I think society is aware of this.  It seems to me there is a widely popular return to whole foods and actual “cooking.”  But on top of that – if you’re in a bind, pressed for time, or traveling – you can now easily find a boxed meal of some sort that won’t give you an instant heart attack.

They sent us outside to play.  The article I read talks about being encouraged to play outside, and often after dark.  I agree that we need to encourage our children to play outside – a lot.  Sitting in front of a computer or video game can quickly become addicting.  But I also believe technology can exercise the brains of our children in ways we didn’t experience.  The key is balance, and most of us are smart enough to know how to find that balance.  I also would not encourage my child to play outside after dark, or unsupervised like I did as a child.  I live in an urban area.  I like to know where my child is.  I don’t find it over protective.  I find it smart.

They weren’t afraid to discipline us.  It’s true that parents of generations past were not afraid to spank, yell, whip, or tell a child he or she is bad.  I personally did not experience this.  My parents were not afraid of discipline, but I remember being grounded, or restricted from a certain event I wanted to attend.  I know a lot of parents who are not afraid of discipline, their definition just differs from their parents.  A “gentler discipline” has come into play and I don’t see anything wrong with it.  I believe it is possible and essential to discipline and teach our children without belittling them, resorting to violence, or crushing their self esteem.

They weren’t parenting philosophy zealots.  The woman who wrote the article reminisces about parents at a ball game, all cheering and spending time together.  Today, she is dismayed at the separation of families by philosophy (attachment parenting, vegan family, non vaccinating family), and the “soapbox” that some parents preach from.  While I agree that there needs to be less climbing on the soapbox, I kind of like that we are a generation of thinking parents.  Mothers and fathers are taking the time to do research, think long and hard, and make decisions on what they think is best for their family.  There isn’t one and only way.  The parents of today ask questions, and questions lead to knowledge.

They allowed us to make friends.  The argument here is that modern parents are too worried about checking out the parents of the kids their kids are playing with.  I have heard of parents doing background checks and checking facebook pages as a way of screening.  I believe our parents may have been too lax about this and this kind of screening is a backlash to that.  I remember playing with kids on my street on a regular basis, and my parents never having even met theirs.  The statistics of my generation are also staggering on the number of children molested and abused by neighbors, and friends’ parents.  I’ll let my child make friends organically, but before he spends time at another house, you can bet I’m going to know what I can about that friend’s parents.

Yes, modern parenting can come with some crap to sort through.  Sometimes we are over informed.  Sometimes we are “helicopter” parents.  Sometimes we work too hard, and forget to sit quietly together as a family.  But we have learned to carry with us some great things we’ve learned from our parents, and discard or rebel against what didn’t work.  I’m not saying our parents didn’t do the best they could.  I’m saying things change.  We live in a time where we can look back on decades of research and make informed decisions.  We live in a time where we can learn to use modern conveniences to our advantage.

And for the most part… we’re better than our parents.  That’s exactly how it should be.  That’s evolution.  And if we do it right… the next generation will be better than us.