
At the risk of sounding completely self-absorbed or vain, I’m going to put this right out there as I see it. I was considered a Pretty Girl growing up, getting regular praise for something completely out of my control and not of my core self — and as a result, feeling strangely uncomfortable about it from a very young age on. Maybe I didn’t totally believe it, or more likely I saw it as a very small window of “opportunity” relative to my lifetime, and so I actively and deliberately chose to work on developing my personality, sense of humor and personal growth in multiple areas. I expect(ed) a lot of and for myself (as my mother drug-pushered onto me) attributing my talents to not hard but smart work.
But enough about me. This is what I think about us.
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Last week I attended the BlogHer ’10 Conference in NYC. One of the reasons I was there was to represent “Team Owning Pink.” (That’s a pic of us after Lissa’s “What? You Can’t Say Vagina?” keynote speech!) Another reason I went was because I wanted to challenge myself to play a bigger game - which required that I extend myself way outside of my comfort zone.
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I am humbled to introduce Syda Renai. ::Insert Saturday Posse Party music here:: Syda and I met on Twitter through a mutual friend, Carla. I first got to know Syda in the Journaling Lounge. Our relationship quickly carried over to Owning Pink and finally, the Pink Posse. There I have watched Syda grow from being a rather reserved person, to taking her life by the (pardon my language,) balls and going for what she really wants. One of my favorite things about Owning Pink is the large range of diversity that occurs within our walls. Syda is a strong example that no matter how you have lived in the past, all that matters is the moment and what you do with it now. It is my pleasure to introduce a small piece of her journey to us, enjoy! -- Megan Monique

My life is ripe with choices. Some of these choices are fat on the vine: juicy, sun-kissed, and just waiting for me to reach out and pluck them. These maturated choices are easy – shall I have chicken and rice for dinner, or that container of cream cheese frosting? They are also often just plain obvious – should I stay up until 4:30 a.m. reading The Hunger Games, or should I try to get some sleep? (The answer is to read, of course. The answer is always to read.)
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One year ago, I had no clue how to use social media. Sure, I had 100 friends on Facebook and had vaguely heard of Twitter, but it all sounded like a total time sink. Boy, was I wrong.
What I didn't know then was that social media would not only help me get my mojo back, it would land me a publishing deal that found four houses fighting over my book, in addition to introducing me to my tribe, the people who get me and are committed to helping me achieve my dreams.
This weekend was a busy one. Friday evening I arrived in Berkeley, California after leaving Corona, California. Seeing Joy’s face for the first time and feeling her hug was a blessing to say to the least. I felt like I was home.
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I appeared today on Sacramento and Company to talk about how social media helped me get my mojo back. Thank you all!
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As many of you may know from the eZine I published yesterday, I’m back from a joyful, action-packed adventure in California! (If you don’t get my Special Delivery eZine, I think you’d love it – just click here and sign up to have it delivered to your inbox every Tuesday! You can see a photo montage of its many delights here and here.
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My daughter came home from school last week, sobbing, because one of the kids in her preschool called her a nerd. While I stroked her hair and wiped her tears, I flashed back 25 years to when I was fifteen. The head cheerleader, who was my secret friend, turned away from me at the lunch table. Standing there, holding my green plastic tray with my soggy hamburger, limp fries, and orange juice, I saw the apology in her cheerleader eyes when she said, “This is not the nerd table.”
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