I am truly sorry for my the lack of communication on my personal blogs these past few weeks. I could blame it on a lot of factors. Working on a few projects, family stuff, but really...honestly...I got a bit depressed. And for no good reason. After Rainmaking/Startupbootcamp ended earlier this year I made a decision... Continue Reading →
But then again, many of you will disagree with me. After all, there are many caveats and definitions and code words I learned too late that can be used to deny me the claim of ‘founder’. But they are all just another tick on the list of the many ways women are told ‘they don’t belong here’.
I don't know this for sure, but I do believe that I am the only journalist ever to be walked out of the building by Incisive Media. Me - the founding editor of "the most successful organic launch in Incisive Media history." Me - who wasn't worth £40k a year. Me - who was so dangerous to their competitiveness that I was to be made an example of to fellow journalists and walked from the building by security.
There I've said it. Disruption fucking sucks. I have written before, and spoken on stage, on how much I hate the word 'disruption'. I hate it because it is a buzzword. I hate it because it is used by people who seem a tad too giddy and eager to see something they dislike taken down... Continue Reading →
Girl, Disrupted 