I’ve been slowly but steadily writing a book on how to be an unforgettable speaker. While writing, I often reflect on lessons I’ve learned and stories from my own life, so my readers don’t feel so alone on their public speaking journey.
Is the word play still in your lexicon, or have you quietly dismissed it as something reserved for kids, not a legitimate form of connection, curiosity, or creativity?
No matter how it went, I always celebrated. There was one casting office near Nordstrom’s that called me in a lot, and every time I finished an audition, I’d head straight there to buy a pair of fun socks. It didn’t matter whether I booked the job. Buying the socks was my way of saying, “You showed up.” So here’s my question for you: are you celebrating yourself enough?
