Still reeling from the effects of BlogHer Day Two, but before it’s lost in a haze of sessions and the keynote I’m squealing with excitement over (Katie Couric, FYI) I’ll put all my thoughts down on the blog.
When I was looking at the BlogHer schedule I didn’t realize just how early 8am would come around. It seems reasonable enough until you’re walking through the humid New York weather to a hotel a mile away from where you’re staying. But, the food here has been pretty delicious so far, so the breakfast was definitely worth it.
Then the sessions started for the day. Bright eyed and bushy tailed, I went to see the iPhoneography session and learned a crap-ton about how to shoot with my phone instead of hauling my DLSR everywhere — very useful. Thanks to those wonderful ladies (I’ll update with names when I can grab the program!) and their great insights!
After the sessions, it was the first keynote speaker and lunch, featuring none other than Martha Stewart herself. I have to admit, I was not looking forward to seeing her speak, just because I don’t necessarily need to come to a blogging conference for advice on DIY, cooking, etc. Turns out, my gut instinct for my speaker preferences was pretty spot on. I didn’t find much value in what Martha contributed, and my GOODNESS does the woman ever love herself. And, as a journalist, having the scripted questions that are thinly veiled attempts to fluff up an ego really irk me. I’m hoping that Katie will be more engaging today, because for such a big name and star appeal I was expecting more useful information from Ms. Stewart and less self-love. We get it: you’re a big deal. No one is disputing that. But why do you need to announce it to a room of bloggers to reinforce it for yourself? Meh.
More sessions, then it was time for Voices of the Year. And I have to say, this is what I had in mind coming to this conference. Hearing great writers read their posts on stage was more moving than I expected, and I now have fifteen more wonderful blogs to follow (I also plan to check out the other 110 Voices!). I laughed, I cried, and it is now my goal to eventually write something good enough to be nominated for this award.
Afterward, Jenn and I scored some food from the buffet then headed out for the sweaty walk back to the hotel to get ready for Sparklecorn. She made good, by the way, on her promise to cover me in glitter:
It was NUTS. And only in New York City can you walk down the street dripping glitter (seriously, we saw it on the walk back to the Hilton this morning) and that’s not considered abnormal.
Sparklecorn was crazy. I have a few photos (and I know Jenn has dozens) but my stomach is still rumbling its discontent at what I put it through last night, so I’ll pass on posting those for now (and do a photo round-up later).
Today is the last day of the conference, and my goal of the day is simply to survive. Oh, and have Katie Couric offer me a job. Yes, realistic goals all around.