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Mel was used to the power being out. Brownouts were as regular an occurrence as shootings in the city. The missing concrete chunks of the wall from the bullets helped her track the years gone by. The wind storms weren’t really a surprise when they started. When winter came, she’d be ready for that, too.
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This is another failure turned opportunity. I originally submitted this as a conference talk. That talk was rejected, but I was offered a webinar instead. Then I saw a call for a similar topic in another forum, so out of the one rejection, I gave the talk twice. The good news for my schedule was
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I am an interloper. This isn’t an imposter syndrome thing. I’m an engineer in business school. Specifically, an MBA program. I weighed my options before I applied. I’ve already had a lot of formal schooling, last graduating a full decade ago with a technical master’s degree. Future promotions at my organization require a graduate degree,
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In a way, I failed. A conference had a call for papers open. I hemmed and hawed about doing it; I wanted to, but I wasn’t sure I had the time to write the talk. Conveniently, the CFP deadline was in May, with the final presentation submission in July, if accepted. This was plenty of
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Managing imposter syndrome, embracing chaos, and finding your tribe