I have to say I really did enjoy the emails I received after last week's "Media vs PRs" blog. Wow, do you guys have some grumbles! Funnily enough there weren't that many different kinds, they were just the same grumbles over and over again. It makes me laugh because I'm technically not a publicist anymore (except for my one special client Curtis) but I certainly remember the *ahem* occasional frustrations I experienced with the media (who I do truly adore). So, I added my own two cents below in the form of a single quote. But which one is mine? All quotes have been sourced from a gaggle of my favourite buzzy PRs - next week I'll do a wrap up on this silent war and then we'll all hold hands and sing Kumbaya, campfire love-in style.
The things PRs hate the most are...
Thursday, 22 April 2010
OK, so we're all supposed to work together but often PRs couldn't be further on the other side of the fence to media. While I'm not naive enough to believe that the silent war that wages on between the two camps will ever be over, I do believe that the more we discuss the grumbles each has for the other, the closer we'll all get to an elusive detente. While without question there's a whole lotta of love between the two groups, this week I'm discussing the things that PRs do that consistently piss off the media. And of course the PRs will have their turn next week! I'll then *ahem* attempt some kind of summary where we'll all hopefully learn something, and be just that little bit savvier in our dealings with each other.
Wednesday, 14 April 2010
Now here's a question I get asked alot. It was a funny one to ponder as there's been so many - but I settled on listing the ones that either inspired me in the early days or throughout my career, or were memorable simply because I couldn't actually believe I was lucky enough to be there. None of these were events I produced myself - but they are certainly ones that have burnt themselves into my memory for a number of reasons. I figured chronological order was best:
Monday, 5 April 2010
If I had a canape for every time I've been asked "How can I get on the guest list?" I would be a very robust gal. And if I may be a little cheeky here, the answer funnily enough is simple: make friends with a PR. It's really not much more complicated than that! When we were kids it was about having a friend with a beach house, when we were teens we all wanted a friend with a car - and now that I'm in my 30's it's about having a friend with a private jet, luxury yacht and their very own island.
I'm still looking.
I'm still looking.