It's cost me everything I own - and my 10-year relationship - and there have been plenty of trials and tribulations along the way.

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I'm wearing everything I own: a T-shirt, underwear, jeans and sandals.

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But I do worry that some day the cloud fairy will turn into the wicked cloud fairy of the west and start charging me for every post, or that the cloud will burst and my data will become inaccessible, which is why I keep a copy of everything I post on my own server (and then I back that up).

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You know, I want to do everything I possibly can for my own child, but I think, you know, that there's this loss of the value of learning those lessons from failure, and I think it's just getting worse, and it definitely worries me.

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So why, after everything I wrote, do I masochistically own shares of Microsoft?

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So I started to put everything on my own channel.

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So when I left the agency business and started my own consulting firm, I naturally assumed that I knew everything there is to know about pitching.

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I'd always tell you where I stood. (Applause.) And, most of all, I would wake up every single day thinking about you, thinking about how to make your lives a little bit better. (Applause.) Because in you I see my own life, and everything that my parents and grandparents struggled for.

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The written word, I had come to appreciate (on my own and rather late), was everything.

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In Be Your Own Best Publicist, my co-author Jessica Kleiman and I caution that everything you say (or post) can and will be used against you.

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Lest you think I'm one of those injustice-collecting urban paranoids with a tinfoil hat and a plastic bag containing a brisket and a manifesto in tiny handwriting, a New York crazy who has a problem with everybody and everything, I should mention that I grew up with -- and adored -- a dog of my very own.

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