This about sums up the inklings I’ve been feeling since joining the proverbial “other side.” That being, no longer a semi-known blogger or journalist. Just somebody trying to spread the word. Check that: Just somebody trying to intrude and nag someone to listen to me.
The last three months I’ve been working with folks who literally give me epiphone-like experiences. With Tonya Martin and her wellness studio, I can’t tell you how many times I’ve finished a pilates class, sat up and said, “Damn I feel great. People need to feel this. They need to know about this woman.”
And with Justin Catanoso and his new book, “My Cousin the Saint,” I was so moved by the first few pages that I found myself praying, on the spot one early Sunday morning, to his cousin Saint Gaetano Catanoso. Just a few pages of that helped me through a little slump in faith I’ve been feeling the past few weeks.
Of them, I’m a believer.
And since I’ve taken on the task of trying to share it, I’ve been writing to bloggers with similar interests, trying to share those moments with them. Yet something happens when you go from “fan” to “flack.” Suddenly, that damn marketese language take over. I find myself trying to convince them. And the fear of sounding insincere takes over.
As I researched and approached bloggers, I was suddenly aware just how far on the proverbial “other side” I was standing. I was now asking bloggers to take a look. And when I didn’t immediately hear anything back, I took it personally. Re-reading the emails, I wondered what I did wrong. Was it too wordy, too sappy, too marketese? Am I liar?
No. I’m impatient.
Great insight arrived this morning, with one of my favorite cuss words in the title, “PR Secrets, Bullshit,” via Loïc Le Meur. The post hit more than a few nerves. Thank you Tara Hunt for pointing me to it.
Inspired and informed to keep trying. Here’s one of my favorites.
Not a secret #6
Do not see bloggers and journalists as target either, they will ignore you
Make sure that the PR team DOES NOT RESEARCH individual preferences for contact before they reach out, they will tell you what everybody knows about them and you will contact them in the most boring way possible. Take bloggers. Everybody tries to pitch Scoble and Arrington. They are tired of the same formatted boring pitches that come to them exactly the same. They are my friends and if I had tried to pitch them like hell they would have never have. Relationships with journalists and bloggers are the same as real life. They take years. Approaching them artificially with a strong sales pitch is the best way to make sure these relationships will never happen.
One note: I do want to say thanks to the Catholic Guy Show. They may self-deprecate about the small readership of their blog, but it’s endearing, and they keep pursuing, giving commentary about the Sirius radio show they love. And when I approached them about Justin’s book, they were open to giving and recieving. And that’s the kind of community I want to live in, and pursue.