Admission: I’m feeling a bit . . . jaded.
And it’s not a good color on me.
I’m tired of watching emerging entrepreneurs flagellate themselves, because they’re not ‘as far along’ as they think they should be, or as their peers seem to be, or as their idols appear to be.
I’m tired of seeing the same ‘free reports!’ and ‘7-step guides!’ and ‘money-back guarantees!’ and ‘life-shifting programs!’ frothing & foaming across the ‘net, in near-identical permutations.
I’m tired of plagiarism. Laziness. And the grim root of all copy-cattery: the fear that one’s own ideas simply aren’t good enough.
I want to see: exquisite individuality. Poetry. OPINIONS. Your world — and your work — growing wild.
I recommend: that you unsubscribe from anything & everything that makes you feel small. That you snap your laptop shut and spend a week in the company of Art. That you call someone you’ve scorched, apologize profusely, and then make a short film about it. That you finish the memoir. That you find out who you’re becoming. That you sit still with your thoughts, well past the point of comfort or reason. That you find some new inspiration . . . in a broken-hearted conversation.
I recommend all these things triply, for myself.
And suddenly, I’m not feeling so jaded anymore.