My Not-So-Secret Blog
When I applied for my job, after careful deliberation I included the name of my blog in my cover letter. I figured I’d greatly increase my chance of being hired to do blogger outreach if I demonstrated the fact I’d been blogging regularly for two years.
I keep the blog under wraps at work now. I want to have the freedom to talk about sex, or muffin tops, or post pictures of drunk bloggers. I’ve done a couple of presentations at work where I’ve mentioned I’m a blogger, but I don’t say the name (even when asked!) and I’ve removed the link on my Facebook page. The only one in my team who reads my blog is my immediate boss, and she just started her maternity leave (she’s very nice, and I never felt too weird about her reading it anyway).
So I was caught off guard the other day during my very first meeting with an author, Terry Fallis, who recently won the Stephen Leacock award for his political satire, The Best Laid Plans. The book originally aired as a podcast, and after the final installment he turned his site into a blog, documenting first his experience self-publishing his book, and now the publication process with M&S.
At the meeting, I was introduced as a fellow blogger, and his first question, with pen poised, was the name of my blog! I stuttered a bit, then blurted it out. My boss piped in, “it’s a mommy blog”, to which I immediately replied (a little too defensively perhaps) “I blog about books too!”
So Mr. Fallis, if you do make your way here, welcome! It was lovely meeting you. I guess I’m out of the closet. If you come across the words, “muffin top”, please move on to the next post.
While I’m on the subject of work, I have some excellent news! My job will be changing a little bit, and will include more work with publicists and authors, getting them familiar with social media. This will be a lot of fun, and will also require me to work at the fancy downtown office a few days per week! And I’ll be able to work from home Friday mornings, at least while we’re on summer hours! I can’t tell you how happy I am about this. I have been feeling so guilty about driving to work each day. Now it’s a 10-minute streetcar ride, and I could even walk. Sweet, right? And perfect timing with gas prices as they are.
How are y’all coping with the crazy gas prices?