I’ve done so much marketing that it feels to me like everyone by now would have heard about the Women’s Adventure Film tour. I tackled Facebook and recruited the managers of Autobarn and Take the Plunge Café to teach me how to advertise on my Facebook page. I stuck posters to my car and left it parked near the door of a shopping centre in Bundaberg, I stuck posters up all over town, left flyers in Bundaberg businesses and got a few businesses to put posters up in their windows. I got my mum to hand out flyers in Childers and Buxton and I recruited a friend in Bundy to do the same. I also emailed around 500 businesses, community groups, high schools, healthcare centres, hospitals, councillors, and people I know. I posted out letters to primary schools, had letters hand delivered to high schools, told stories to journalists, I wrote posts and generally just got on everyones’ nerves about the whole thing.
I’d really like to not lose my savings that I’ve invested in hosting the event, but I have to let my attachment to the money go. I was talking to the cool guy I’m married to about it earlier and he convinced me to see it all in a different way.
I’ve done absolutely everything I can to get people interested in the event and I’m happy with the effort I’ve put in. I haven’t stopped for weeks and I won’t stop until the event is finished. I pretty much feel like I’ve busted my arse trying to make it work. If it doesn’t work and I don’t get my money back, well that just means that I paid to learn how to run an event. I would have paid more to attend formal training about the same thing, so not only is it a cheap way to learn something I’ve always wanted to learn, but it’s likely a better way to learn it because the best way is to learn by doing, and that’s certainly what’s been going on: a lot of doing.
The main thing I’ve learned so far is that it’s ok to feel uncomfortable about stuff and that’s good because I feel pretty damn uncomfortable about the whole film tour situation! I feel uncomfortable because I don’t know what I’m doing and I don’t know what will happen and I don’t know if I can rely on people to do what they’ve told me they will do. Basically, I don’t know the answers and I don’t like the way that makes me feel because I’m not used to not knowing stuff. Not that I know everything, but the irky (that’s a real word btw) feeling I’ve got is precisely because I’m doing something totally new and I’m teaching myself that it’s absolutely ok to have that irky feeling and to continue to do the thing that is giving me the irks in the first place. I won’t feel like this forever and I know without a doubt that good shit will be on the other side of the irks. The whole thing started with one small step and that’s all I’ve got to keep on doing.
Stepping outside of your comfort zone is simple, just not easy, and there’s nothing wrong with that. Build your confidence with small steps; build up to big adventures with small ones because: