This is intended to be a tale of growth, understanding, and redemption…below is just a snippet. Check it out if you’d like. Best of days to all.
I wasn’t worth a damn on paper. In the paper world, the document world, the world of resumes and economic status, I was fucking worthless. Bullshit administrative work here, run of the mill labor there, hum drum office experience way over there…hell, my resume was less than toilet paper. Looking at that bad boy made me question everything. Is this what it had come to? Is this what all the years of busting my ass have amounted to? Jack shit? I may as well have been anonymous. Just another warm body to feed the greedy corporate carnivores. A chalkboard whose teachings had long since been scrubbed clean.
But clean slates can still educate, right? They can still learn. Clean slates still hold value, however anonymous they are…they can still speak of success. I had to remind myself of that. But I was never successful at anything. Well, failing…I was very good at that. I was successful at failing. Hell, at fucking shit up, I was a professional. The best. I could turn a nugget of gold into a fistful of shit at the drop of a dime. All in a day’s work.
We all know, for the most part, where we’d like to be in life. What we’d like to be doing. Goals. Dreams. Ambitions. Having the end product visualized is the easy part…putting in the hard yards in between is the true test. I hope that you can realize and tap into your own inner strength today…it’s waiting for you. Stay creative.
One. Thousand. Posts. A thousand posts. That’s quite a lot of random musings amassed over the course of eight years, and I have to say, it’s been a long, challenging, exciting, tiring, but ultimately satisfying ride. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought about (and damn near highly considered) quitting this blog. On many a day, it has seemed like a complete waste of time…but in the end, the passion to communicate and the deep drive to create and express wins out.
I consider myself a writer, and Writers Write. I don’t believe that a writer should write for likes and follows. I believe that a writer should write what’s written on the inside. Sounds cheesy and cliche, but it’s true. We all have a message or messages within us, just waiting to see the light of day; we all have a voice waiting to be spoken in whatever medium gives it life. Convey it, whatever it may be.
No preachy preaching from me, though…just write. You can’t reach everyone….so just be true to yourself and create. Cast your net out there…it doesn’t matter how big it is. If you can snag a few fish, then smile. If you don’t, keep going and smile anyway. Do your thing, stick with it, be consistent, and give your voice a stage.And most importantly, many, many thanks to those that have taken part in the journey! Your support is priceless, and I thank you.
I really needed to be reminded of this message today (I mean I really needed to hear it); I hope that you can find some value in it as well. Take a moment to read and absorb the words (oh, it won’t take long)…if so, thank you for reading! Let’s put in the leg work and go after those dreams and goals. Today is the best day to start/continue. Be well, and Stay Creative.
Sometimes I ask myself, “why do I write”? I think the answer is different for everyone. We all do a great many things in life to satisfy the needs of others, often with a complete disregard for ourselves. It happens. We should remember to also shower ourselves with that same attention. It starts here. Inside of you. Whatever creative pursuit that you embark upon, do it for YOU first…don’t do it to suit the needs of someone else. Don’t tailor it to match someone else’s vision. Don’t do it for page views and likes. Do your thing, and give it the attention that it deserves. Throw all that doubt to the wind. Stay creative.
The Academy Awards came on recently, and though I tend to avoid awards shows these days, it was interesting to see the various actors and actresses put on their masks and play the role of glittering ‘stars’ for the world to admire and emulate and dissect. The globe is indeed obsessed with the concept of celebrity, and people will do seemingly anything to get a piece of their favorites. Their every move is followed, scrutinized, critiqued, and discussed, and as a result, they develop a god-like persona that keeps them posted up and unattainable atop a sky high pedestal. At any rate, I don’t buy into the celebrity hocus pocus, don’t glorify them ad infinitum, and don’t succumb to the idolatrous hero worship, but watching the Oscars does remind me that dreams and goals are attainable.
Above all, those actors honored with nominations and those that won silverware were people that sought to become what they wanted to be. That much is true. Underneath it all, and before they were ‘stars’, they were just regular folk armed with a dream and some balls…balls enough to take a solid crack at an elusive goal. Whether they became actors, animators, writers, directors, sound editors, or some random and nameless dude behind the scenes, they made it to the Everest of award shows and were recognized for their achievements by the highest organization in their field. They started out just like the rest of us (albeit with a bit more luck in many cases no doubt), and made it to the top. It’s a frank reminder that not only do dreams exist, but they can be had and are there for the taking for those courageous enough to set out and go get them.
Success is a beautiful thing. It’s wonderful witnessing the manifestation of a goal, of a work recognized, and the satisfaction of a job well done. How many of us get to not only see the end product of our work, but to do it in style, in front of our peers and a few hundred million admirers? They are artists at the pinnacle of their craft, artists that have displayed their true A-game; in my opinion, it’s a great reminder that if you want something, no matter how big or unrealistic it seems, you can have it if you’re willing to go the distance. If you’re willing to work for it, sweat for it, and keep on going when it seems like all is lost and that your destination is an impossibility. Those folks that graced the stage started just where the rest of us are now, but they made it to the top. Luck, fate, determination, courage, grit, and all the rest came into play, but they made it. That says something.