I was nattering last night on Whatsapp with some of my blogging buddies who are going to Britmums on Saturday. I’m SO excited to meet them. But that’s another post.
One of the girls mentioned she’s been working on her ‘elevator pitch’. For one brief moment I wondered what possible link there could be with a parenting blog working with lifts before my brain kicked in and said YOU used to need an elevator pitch, moron.
Basically, it’s an American term (obviously) for saying what you do quickly, confidently and succinctly in a minute or so. It’s not called a lift pitch because British people don’t ask strangers they meet in lifts what their occupation is, they stand there awkwardly praying they won’t fart or at a push, if they are a bit drunk, might make a complaint about the weather. American’s however, are all about the chat, and what you do is always the first question.
The whole idea of describing my blog in a nutshell has sent me in to a bit of a tailspin. It’s made me realise it still doesn’t really have a voice, or a direction. It’s kind of self-deprecating. I tend to only write posts with a specific idea in mind – I never usually witter. But I like wittering – maybe I should witter more? I’ve started doing recipes – which I LOVE. But girls cannot live by recipes alone. I also really enjoy my wish list posts, and anything lifestyle. I don’t really write as much about the boy as I thought I would. Am I a parenting blog, in all honesty? Or am I always writing about me?
How would you describe your blog if you got stuck in a lift with a stranger?