I’m looking kinda serious and sort of ruffled.. why?
I’ve been having a long old chat with my friend Craig today and I’ve told him he is now one of my mentors. Lucky him. He ignored my statement but that doesn’t matter! He said something to me which made me instantly stick my fingers in my hair and pull it – the photo above was the result.
(I took other photos of me sticking my tongue out too but I thought they weren’t effective enough. Ok. I didn’t think I looked attractive enough in them so you don’t get to see them!).
What DID he say? I can hear you begging to know! Well he said this:
“Write a blog post on the difficulties you experience in getting a ball rolling. Is it the ball that is the problem, the force you employ or is it something else?”
That was after we had a very insightful discussion about what I wanted. In fact he didn’t stop until I wrote some things down and what was funny is realising I was resisting because I didn’t think the things I wanted were big enough.
Ok I’m wondering if any of that made sense and yes Craig, I know I’m meant to be reading this after I’ve finished writing it and editing out 10% of it but I know I probably won’t. I’ll save that kind of thing for more serious writing *cough*.
So back to balls
What do I put in the way of me rolling a good ball?
I can immediately think of 101 other things I could be doing that won’t require me to a) think or b) take much action. Actually that’s not quite true, because vacuuming the house requires a great deal of action if you have a shite hoover like I do.
So immediately on reading his question I decided to fly in the face of my procrastination and take immediate action and voila, here it is, a blog post that is complete with skanky photo.
One of the other big obstacles I regularly put in my path, is that when I DO finally start something, it seems to snowball into a zillion other things. In fact it’s a lot like making one of those fancy shmancy raw food meals where you open the page and it all looks pretty easy until you discover the other ‘ingredients’ are in fact things you were meant to have marinated or sprouted or soaked or dehydrated hours or days in advance. Sorry, what was it I was meant to be doing?
Then there is the fear that what I actually produce at the end will be utter crap and although I’ve poured my heart and soul, my tears and passion into it dahlings (ok maybe I exaggerate a little), it just won’t be good enough.
I won’t be good enough.
Gah! It always seems to keep coming back to that fricking fear.
How do I change this?
Craig coached me through this a bit earlier and well, we both came to the same conclusion. I’ll just have to do stuff anyway. And if it’s not good enough, I’ll find out why, with any luck, and I’ll be able to improve for next time
One thing’s for sure though.
If I do nothing, nothing is what I’ll be. And the diva inside me ain’t standing for that nonsense.
PS. Craig did any of that make sense? I’ll read the next one after I’ve finished it x
PSAgain. I did just read it and I just seem to be whining on about the same shit again, never mind I’m hitting publish