After presenting at the HOW Design Conference in June, I realized that, despite the preceding weeks of nausea, I actually really loved being in front of an audience. I loved sharing the story of how my career had progressed over the last decade. I loved cracking stupid jokes and hearing the resulting laughter. And I loved (more than anything) having people approach me afterward to say how they were inspired by my words.
But it seems as if my aspirations of becoming the next Tony Robbins are no more. Much to my dismay, SXSW did not accept my proposal for the 2013 conference. Fine, I understand. Tough competition. That would have been freaking bad ass though.
But even more heart-breaking, HOW did not accept my proposal for their 2013 conference in San Francisco.
Admittedly, this was a shock. Not to sound arrogant, but I legitimately killed it at my session. Even if my topic wasn't ideal, I had assumed they would have given me another shot, solely based on the reception I received this year. I should not have made such an assumption.
I think the worst part is that I didn't even receive a "We're sorry to inform you…" email. I just never heard back. Even my "Hey guys, just curious what's up…" email went unanswered. After participating in seven HOW Design Conferences over the years, I would have expected a bit more courtesy.
As of now, however, it's not completely over. I'm giving my talk again in January at the Ad Fed in Baton Rouge, so I have that to look forward to. And who knows, the opportunity may present itself again in the future, and if it does, I'll gladly accept the impending nausea.