(The nice things in here don’t have anything to do with what I’m writing, they’re just nice and I wanted to include them because [gestures at everything].)
Not struggling with imposter syndrome doesn’t mean I don’t get nervous or mad anxious, either.
Last weekend was SDCC, which included my first hosting gigs for IGN’s comic-con live stream. I’ve done plenty of interviews, of course, but this was different in a whole host of ways. Mostly, though, it meant that if I fucked it up I did it on a stream and in front of all of my coworkers. There was this unwavering anxiety that if I messed up I would never get the opportunity to do it again, even though every single person was nothing but supportive of what I was doing. Like, truly, unending support from all directions. As someone who’s not used to such things, it was jarring (in a good way).
Now that everything’s in the can, it seems silly to have been so stressed about it at all. All three segments are far from perfect (hello, I’m a type-a disaster who cannot stand the fact that you had to be bad at something — especially in public — before you can be good at it. what bullshit!), but they’re mine and I’m proud of them and am forever in awe of the army of people it took to create them. From the sets to the live-edits to the b-roll… everything.