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Most women aren’t afraid of selling, they’re afraid of sounding like someone they’re not. In each weekly episode of The Lede, I help founders stop hiding behind content and start conversations that lead to clients, collaborations, and confidence (without the cringe), because let’s be real: “Just post valuable content” is not a business development strategy. In my corner of the internet, you’ll find story-led sales strategy, spicy takes on what actually works, and DM-friendly messaging that helps you build a pipeline you’re proud of, one real conversation at a time.
On a recent client call, she laughed and said, “Tara, it feels like you’re everywhere.” I had to chuckle, because behind the scenes, she knows I don’t have some big, high-maintenance visibility system. The only piece of original content I create every week is this newsletter. Everything else? Just repurposed versions: LinkedIn posts, captions, evenSubstacks. Same ideas, different doors into the same room. But here’s the real takeaway: her comment told me something powerful. She was Googling...
I used to think there was such a thing as wasted time. The lead magnet that barely scraped ten downloads. The webinar where three people showed up, two of them friends. The networking breakfast with fluorescent lights and lukewarm coffee where I handed out cards that never went anywhere. On paper, those moments looked like failure. Proof that I wasn’t “leveraging” my opportunities the way a smart business owner should. But here’s the part I missed for years: none of it was actually wasted....
There’s a particular kind of guilt that creeps in when you open your LinkedIn and realize you don’t recognize half the faces staring back from the feed. You see old coworkers, could-be-clients, and a few strangers you must’ve met at some virtual summit in 2020. The more you see, the more your network starts to feel less like a web of potential and more like a digital junk drawer. You scroll, you sigh, and you silently decide to deal with it “later.” I used to do that, too. But I’ve been...