Anyone can start a blog, a newsletter, a podcast. There are so many tools that make it so easy… but with so little investment needed, it can be just so easy to quit. You’re here because you don’t want to do that. You want to create something of value – something deeper.
Over 130 million books have been published in the world, and millions more self-published titles. Your message doesn’t have to reach millions, or even thousands. If you have something important to say to 10 people, that is enough.
However many minds or hearts you touch, every one is an opportunity to build a long-lasting relationship.
From the ear to the brain to the heart
Your work delivers a message to your audiences’s ears and eyes, at a time and in an environment that suits them. Your knowledge and expertise helps that message find a space in the mind of your reader, viewer, or listener. By showing up with consistency and speaking authentically, your passion and their trust in you combine to drive that message home to your audience’s heart. That’s where trust lives.
Meet your guide
I’m Mark. I’ve been creating music, fiction, radio plays, videos, live events, and digital products since the late 20th century. Podcasting has long been my speciality, but it turns out there’s not a lot you need to know about podcasting that doesn’t apply to any other kind of audience-centric work.
I founded a podcast media hosting company in 2016, which I sold in the spring of 2021. I now channel what’s been called my “infectious enthusiasm” into helping creative people clear a path for themselves.
As well as being a squishy human, I’m also details-focused and come with 20+ years of deep technical knowledge about how to lift heavy objects up to the Cloud.
Let me help you
- Develop your idea into a succinct pitch
- Plan your first instalments
- Tame the tech
- Use the right distribution channels for your idea
- Build processes to help you ship regularly
- Find collaborators
- Help you spread the word
- Cross-promote with others
- Send your imposter syndrome into hiding