When I tell my IRL friends I will attend the largest convention for female bloggers, located in NYC this August, I get blank stares, scoffs, and laughs. When I tell bloggers I’m going I get virtual high fives, twitter handles, and questions about where I’m staying/when I’m getting in/leaving, etc.
I think of BlogHer as summer camp for grown women who like to write. There will be activities, free stuff/swag, and parties. I’ll share a room with 3 other women (hi roomies!) and sleep will be limited due to having so much fun. I suspect I will make some awesome friends who will turn into penpals (email pals? bloggy friends?). And I will learn so much about writing, blogging, social media’ing, and more!
I’m so excited.
and simultaneously, like Jessi Spano, I’m so scared! (except without the caffeine pills)
I have yet to meet anyone in person whom I “met” on the interwebz: what if we don’t click? what if they don’t like me? what if I can’t find my niche? what if I totally embrace my quiet side?! what about mean girls?
I drink a lot of water, daily. If I don’t get my necessary water intake, I turn into a gremlin, or close to it. Since I’m taking the train I plan on packing my extra suitcase (the one for swag) with water bottles. Find me if you need water. I’ll share.
I didn’t get invited to any big, invite-only private parties. why not? is my blog too “general”? Does this measure my value as a blogger? I like parties!
Like many other bloggers and internet-savvy women, I’m attached to my phone. What if my phone dies?! DIES! what if there are no outlets? I’m bringing a power strip.
I’m a mouth breather at night and Mike does a killer impersonation of me sleeping which resembles Darth Vader as a beached whale. Roommates, please don’t wake up before me.
I like my style and want to be trendy yet comfortable. If another lady and I are dressed alike, will she take me down? what if I’m not “cute enough”? why am I so worried about others judgement?! ha!
WHAT IF I GET A MIGRAINE? this is likely, what will all the unnecessary stress I’m placing on myself. I’m bringing all my reinforcements and beating down any pain.
Am I totally flipping out? Sure, a little.
Will I enjoy the sessions and learn a lot? of course.
and if all else fails, I’ll be at the Hilton Bar & tearing up the dance floor at Sparklecorn. Feel free to find me there!