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I went to a talk last week.
The title was fine. Slide two. Nine bullet points. That’s not a presentation—it’s a confession.
💡 ONE IDEA WELLToo often, we treat presentations like a dumping ground for everything we’ve ever learned. We forget that our job isn’t to say everything—it’s to help the audience remember something. Nine bullet points don’t show how clever you are. But here’s the truth: nobody remembers bullet six. The best talks aren’t information-rich—they’re message-clear. So here’s a better way to think about your next talk: What’s the one thing you want your audience to remember three days from now? You’ll say less—but you’ll mean more. 🧰 LESS MESS, MORE MESSAGEHere’s a quick fix you can try: Now reframe the slide around that. 🔄 Before:
📸 Here’s what that shift might look like in practice: 🧭 ASK YOURSELF THISWhat’s the one thing you want your audience to remember three days from now? Everything else supports it—or distracts from it. |
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