Busted… and then what?

You know what? I’m not perfect.

I’ve launched products that don’t sell. But then I’ve launched others that sell lots. I’ve done marketing that’s worked like a dream and other times it’s bombed!

But what I don’t do is worry about being ‘busted’—instead, I adapt.

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Where can be as important as what

Where I do my Thing is hugely important to me. And it might be for you to.

The way you know it’s important is how you feel when you’re doing your Thing in different places. If some places don’t feel right, or you don’t feel you can fully ‘do’ your Thing there, then you’re probably a ‘where’ person too.

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Are you playing in the right park?

I know your park is special and has everything in it you like to play with. Perhaps it’s got sparkly swings, or a huge football pitch perfect for 5-a-side; it might have a deep treasure-digging sandpit or a roundabout that goes reeeeaaaallllly fast. And I know you think your park is the best, and that everyone should come and play in it. But it’s not always as easy as that, as not everyone sees your park in the same way. Bit like your Thing really…

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Are you blocking your Business Celebrity? – 7 ways you could be stopping your Superstar

It’s Time to Get Out of Your Own Way!

Being a Business Celebrity is not just about marketing.

It’s also not about following a formula.

Quite often, the only difference between you and a business celebrity is YOU…

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5 tell-tale signs you’re doing your Thing (& 2 signs you’re not)

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I am obsessed with you doing your Thing.

I don’t mean ‘any old’ thing either—I mean YOUR Thing! The Thing that you do that’s brilliant. The Thing that makes a difference to you and has you sharing your brilliance with the world.

Yeah, THAT Thing.

So how do you know you’re doing your Thing?

Well here’s some tell tale signs:

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The Thing about Magic

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The other night I went out for dinner with a group of people and experienced some serious magic. It wasn’t in fact the cooking (although my Pork Belly was very yummy) but proper “How the hell did he do that?!” close-up magic. The sort of magic where I was incredulously shaking my head shrieking “How is that possible?!” (yes, I was the one choosing the card that ended up in the wallet–in a zipped pocket, in a ticket case–when I had been holding the wallet in the palm of my hand AND it had my name written on it in my handwriting?!).

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