This morning I had a message from Nancy Redd from Huffington Post Live. She is going to interview me tonight at 6:30 pm PST, which is 9:30 pm EST. This will be live. Live as in I had better not eat any beans today. Live, as in, I don’t want to pass gas on air.
Hi there! I am a host at HuffPost Live, The Huffington Post’s
internet streaming channel. We interview everyone from Tyra Banks to
Ken Burns and I would love to have you on for a segment TUESDAY (today)
at 6:30pmPST for a segment on your awesome piece here:
Might you be available? I sure hope so! – Nancy Redd
Someone she found an article I wrote, 9 reasons why you don’t have any friends. She liked it and wants to talk to me. She lives in Los Angeles, so she is not just trying to be my friend so I will bring her home-made chicken soup when she has a cold.
You can see how fun she is on her web-site, nancyredd.com. I wonder how you pronounce her name? Redd as in the color red?
This will be live. As in real-time. As in, I will have to put Trooper the Cockatiel upstairs as he likes to tweet Happy Birthday. The cats can be allowed out. Hopefully they will not hack up a hairball while I am live on the air.
And I will make sure the litter box is not too close to the microphone. We have seven litter boxes and the one in the laundry room is close to where I will have my computer.
11 things you must do for a live interview.
- Wash all of your dishes. How can you concentrate on the questions on a live goggle chat when you have dirty dishes on the counter. After I read the e-mail this morning I washing all the dishes, and the pots. And I hate to wash dishes.
- Vacuum the livingroom. The camera in your computer may see the brown hair from your dog Martha. Or the interviewer may ask to see your carpet.
- Write down your name and what you like to do in your free time. In the heat of the interview you may forget your name. Remember that you like to write. If your name is Pamela, put a can of the non-stick spray Pam beside you, to jog your memory.
- Find something to wear that is not black. Then you realize that all of your clothes are black. And then you remember you are not going to buy any clothes for 365 days. Is this the day you use your one save? Or would you rather buy the black exercise shorts so your other clothes will fit you after you lose ten pounds?
- Clean all of your litter boxes. You know the camera can not pick up smells, but you don’t want to be smelling the litter boxes when you are being interviewed.
- Practice putting on eyeliner. You never wear make-up. Nothing but lipstick. But today when you are live on-air you want your eyes to be large and inviting. Perhaps you can practice holding your eyes open wider, sort of the bug-eyed look.
- Do not listen to your husband: He told me to only wear underwear for the interview. What if the computer monitor slipped and the whole world saw that you didn’t shave your legs today?
- Stand in front of the mirror and practice saying your name out loud. Hi. Hello. Hi there. Hello. How are you? Hi, delighted to be here. And how are you today?
- Wear a good bra. Good support is essential. And don’t wear your dorky cowboy shirt. My oldest daughter said the 4-H connection to the host is not worth wearing the cowboy shirt. Decide how you want to brand yourself and dress like that. I will probably wear a jean jacket, or a purple prom dress.
- Smile and look at the camera in your computer. Really, smile. You are supposed to be having fun. Relax and look right at the camera. Eye-contact is important.
- Research the host. Be nice and find out about the person who is doing the interview. Especially if you are being interviewed about how to be a friend. Friends ask questions, they don’t just talk about themselves.
Please stop by tonight and meet Nancy Redd on Huffington Post Live. I will be interviewed at 6:30 pm CST, 9:30 pm PST, August 13, 2013, about the article I wrote. 9 reasons why you don’t have any friends.
Nancy is a weekday host on Huffington Post Live Monday to Friday from 3:30-7:00 pm CST. Today she was kind enough to talk to me about my article.
My readers are my friends.
Yes, really, they are. And that means you.