Good news Chicago, I Voted…Twice

Good news Chicago, I Voted…Twice and I don’t even live there.

Some of you will get the reference and others just won’t. Don’t ask me to provide an explanation because I am not paid enough to worry about whether the people reading my blog understand what they are looking at.

Hell I am the guy who says Stop Worrying About Whether Anyone Reads Your Blog and it is clear I take my own advice.

We are in the middle of November and much of the blogosphere is involved in the Nanoblowmedaily event in which we are all supposed to blog each and every day.

I used to do that all the time but as of late had fallen off of the wagon, of course I have around 5 blogs I maintain so the blogging daily thing doesn’t hold the same weight for me as it does for others.

But I like the idea of it because the ultimate goal here is to take over the world and I figure that if I write a few posts it will lead to minions and groupies who can help me meet my dream.

And if that doesn’t happen it should help me become a better writer and that is priceless to me.

You might gather I don’t take much seriously and that would only be partially correct.

Sometimes I just need to let loose and not give a fuck, damn or a shit about all of the things that occupy space inside the gaping hole between my ears.

If you were standing here I’d tell you to come close and whisper in your ear that I refuse to let my writing be dictated by the blog authorities. I won’t limit myself to playing the game so that I get involved to the conferences and am given swag.

Won’t do it because I can’t. I am unshackled, unfettered and often times unfiltered.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t care if others focus on writing the kind of posts that generate 1 million shares, 87 comments and accolades from others.

It is a smart and sensible way of going about your business but it is not how I operate. Doesn’t mean I can’t or I won’t but for the moment it is not how things are.

As I told my friend the esteemed Mr. Peebles of  I Hope I Win A Toaster

“I only know fear and action, not too much middle ground with me. Simple man with simple pleasures.“

It is too bad The Shmata Queen isn’t there to describe to you how sparks of electricity fly off of me and that sometimes I have too much energy to hold still.

When those moments come I find million of thoughts and ideas flying through my head and I start moving because there is too much energy to just hold still.

But that doesn’t mean I can’t or am not focused. Doesn’t mean I am out of control or that I can’t stop it because I can but I choose not to. I think of it as the creativity factory running full bore and I just run with it because some of my best ideas come from those moments.

Sometimes I come up with ideas for stories I may write and sometimes I have ideas for apps I want to develop, inventions I want to create or trips I want to take.

That factory needs permission to run full speed as often as possible and without delay. One of the biggest challenges we face as adults is not sharing the thoughts and ideas that come from that place because we fear people will think they are stupid and or that we are weird.

Well, I just don’t care if you think I am stupid or weird unless you are a prospective employer in which case you can think I am weird provided you believe I can get the job done. 😉

Don’t Kill Your Creativity

I am a writer and a marketer so I am paid to keep my creative juices flowing but that doesn’t mean I don’t ever worry about whether I am lacking good ideas or concerned that they are dumb.

Yeah, that is a bit of a contradiction from before but it demonstrates the internal battle inside my head. I firmly believe in the importance of unlocking the 6 year-old boy that lives inside my head because he believed anything was possible and while I know there are limits I also know there is reason to push the envelope.

If you are old enough to remember the analog age when we didn’t carry smartphones and not every house had a computer you’ll probably agree that we didn’t imagine life would look like it does today.

Part of the reason we are in this place today is because someone believed people would take a cellphone and want/need it to do more than just call people.

Someone took a risk and it paid off.

Maybe one day that will be me. Maybe one of my crazy ideas will take off and lead who knows where. I can’t wait to see what happens.

There is joy in the journey.

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