This is going to start out pretty personal. From time to time, not all the time, but occasionally, I am crippled with anxiety. Now when I say crippled, I don’t mean “sometimes feel great.” I mean that sometimes I’m unable to move, unable to breathe and unable to think. Let me tell you about the time that I sat down in a grocery store thanks to choices.
I can’t imagine being an artist. It’s one of the hardest jobs in the world as far as I’m concerned. People don’t want to pay what art is worth and it forces most artists to live their lives working jobs they hate so that they have just enough money to survive while they hustle their[…]
I was talking to a neighbor the other day about strength. Specifically, we were talking about doing manual labor and the sort of strength and endurance that’s necessary for those sorts of activities. He told me about his sons who work out at the gym all the time, but fade quickly when they have to[…]
Four months ago I posted a blog about my “pregnancy”. If you didn’t read it, feel free to check it out now, but I’ll give you the short version now. In April (mid-march actually) I was trying to figure out how I was going to achieve a number of goals that I had and I[…]
In the morning you brew a cup of coffee that you received in a box. You go to work wearing a random shirt that you received in a box earlier that week. You’re freshly shorn with the razors that you just received in a box. You return home from work and make supper with the[…]
Every year, for 13 years, I walked into an English class and someone asked me to write about my summer vacation. It was usually pretty easy because I always had baseball or vacations or summer cottages to talk about but as time went on, I found it more and more difficult. And then, school ended.[…]
Once in awhile I’ll see that someone I don’t follow has shared a really cool image, or gif or infographic or something similar. So occasionally, I’ll use the native Twitter app (because I’m cool like that) and check out the media tab, to see what kind of content that they’re sharing. I’ll often do the same for someone that I follow. And I’ve noticed something; nobody is making their own stuff anymore.
Now there are a few exceptions to this rule. There are a couple of great companies that create their own graphics and a few people that post a very specific category of images. But in general, no one is sharing their own stuff. It would seem to me, that in many ways, we’ve moved PAST our own content. What does that even mean, and why does it matter?
The other day my son decided that he wanted to move our coffee table. It sat, as a coffee table would, in front of our couch, in the middle of the living room, between our couch and television. That coffee table is my best friend. It holds drinks while I’m watching TV, my laptop while I’m playing video games and my feet while I’m curled up watching bad television dramas with my wife. So when my son got on one side of it the other day and started pushing it while muttering under his breath, “We have to move this out of the way…” I got ready to say “no”.
I think the hardest thing that I’ve ever tried to do is write for other people. I can do it. Don’t get me wrong. I’m a writer. That’s what I do. But it’s not easy. The requirements are incredible and if you really start to think of what it means to write someone else’s thoughts our for them, you might go bananas. I mean, think about it. You’re basically trying to read someone’s mind and then turn that into words that mean what they think. So how can you make it easier?
Given how badly people want to succeed, it always amazes me how many people set themselves up to fail. I know they don’t do it purposefully. I mean, really, who would do that to themselves (the answer to that might surprise you)? In general, I think that most people just don’t know what setting yourself up for success looks like. I mean, you can just study what successful people look like, right?