Firstly:
This morning at work I have achieved:
4 Cups of Coffee,
7 Chocolate Chip Cookies,
1 Invitation to lunch,
(which led to) 1 Excuse for not refereeing the lunchtime Year 7 5 a-side tournament,
But most importantly:
1 slightly sulky Year 7 trained in marking test papers.
I am most impressed with today's achievements and defy Anyone - Ever to top them.
But Mostly:
I have, indeed, overcome (some) of my Self Promotion Fear. Please don't misunderstand. I am not modest. I tell people all the time that I am great. At work especially I balance comments such as
No, I've not marked them. When will you get them? I dunno. Christmas?
and
Lesson plan?
With more positive comments such as
But blatently I am Mint.
and
I am, surely, the greatest thing to happen to teaching since caning.
I am not modest. Nor am I partculary Shy. I am happy to attempt to impress and entertain and interest people I have never met. It's the people that know me that scare me. It's the locals I'm worried about.
But I have no idea why.
Tonto want/need to promote the book. I get that. I am very, very happy about that. I want this book to do well. I want my next one to do better. I want my third to win me the Nobel prize.
These are modest ambitions I think we all share.
I just wish it was doable without having to promote me. If someone else wants to promote me, fine. Tell me where to go and I'll go. Not a problem. You want me to open a local signpost? (Because thats obviously what famous and respected authors do) Great. Done.
But self promotion? It's important I know but at the minute - when I've not quite yet got anything to promote - well it feels a bit... I dunno, Arrogant?
Still. I suppose that me sitting here at work, engaged in an act of self promotion, whinging about self promotion, but still hoping it succeeds (yes, I know - secretly, beneath the slightly dirty feel - I enjoy it) it at least looks like I'm working on something important.
If nothing else it is another achievement I can log for the day:
This morning at work I have achieved:
4 Cups of Coffee,
7 Chocolate Chip Cookies,
1 Invitation to lunch,
(which led to) 1 Excuse for not refereeing the lunchtime Year 7 5 a-side tournament,
1 slightly sulky Year 7 trained in marking test papers.
But most importantly:
I have convinced someone that I am doing something useful.
Why I wrote Disraeli Avenue for charity
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The houses on Disraeli Avenue all looked the same, the same shape, the same
size but behind each coloured front door there was a story, a secret, a
need....
10 years ago
2 comments:
Very funny. No, really, I mean it. Esp the bit about your shamless self promotion at work!
Fell into this blog from Caroline's.
Looks interesting!
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