All of the things I’ve been allowed to do has given me the chance to speak around the country on lots of different topics. Sometimes successfully, sometimes not as much. I enjoy getting in front of a crowd, sharing whatever experience or wisdom or humor or knowledge I might have with humor and candor and humanity.
Monsters, Farts, and Motivation
The hardest thing about speaking in front of 10 or 50 or 300 people isn’t the random faces of strangers staring back at you, or the pressure to fill somewhere between 10 to 60 minutes; it’s wrestling with the concept that you are on that stage because you are the best person to talk about a subject. That you are worthy of the cost of admission, of attention, of time for everyone in attendance. All of which makes finding a topic that hasn’t been discussed by someone else far better than you excruciating.
My goal is always to speak about a topic that is at the very least entertaining informative, and perhaps even educational. I didn’t want anyone in the audience to feel like I wasted their time, intelligence, or patience. And each time on stage, each time fumbling through what you wanted to say, or rushing your words, or not connecting with the crowd, you learn to get better.