Monday, April 30, 2012 I was interviewed and it was hard. A friend said an interview is “forced conversation”, and that’s what it felt like. Then again, it was my first time, and I didn’t quite know what to expect.
To listen to the interview, you can click here.
The interview starts with someone else, but you can skip ahead to get to the good part, namely, yours truly.
Now, I’m a talker. I learned conversation from the best. My lovely wife, who could talk to Satan, and he’d come away scratching his horns, thinking, “The girl was cool. But I probably shouldn’t have talked about my ‘God’ envy like that.”
However, in an interview, people are listening. A lot of people. And it’s not a two-sided give and take. It’s basically they say jump, and then you have to say something clever or funny.
Let me be clear, Bookmark Radio was a great experience and the hosts made it as comfortable as possible. But still, yikes, it was a little nerve-racking, I gotta’ say.
I guess, like I’ve posted before, I spend too much time caught up in the stupid drama of being me. I want to hear about your story. I want to hear your thoughts. Dude, I know what I’m thinking every single minute of every single day. But I don’t know what you are thinking. And I’m such a story addict. I want to talk to you to get at your story.
Interviews aren’t dialogue, but next time, maybe I should try and make it more of a dialogue. Ask questions back, that kind of thing.
People said I did well. You’ll have to listen and decide. At least my voice wasn’t all high and tight and strangled-sounding. I hate my nervous voice. It sounds like hamsters being squeezed to death in an empty toilet paper roll.
But thanks again to Bookmark Radio! If you are looking for a cool, easy way to hit the internet airwaves, give them a call!
