Writer. Adventurer. Currently working on The Dreamless City, a series of steampunk novels and short stories.
In 1985, “Weird Al” Yankovic challenged me to dare to be stupid. He didn’t think I’d really go through with it, but boy did I show him!
So let’s get this kicked off with a little music. Just a disclaimer: I am a child of the 80s, and I’ve got a real weakness for 80s music. Al, go fire up the keyboard!
Fear is one of the most powerful human emotions we have. It is what ensures our survival, through the responses in our lizard brains. Fear is a factor in our choices, both big and small. Fear dictates so many of the decisions we make, but we shouldn’t let it rule our lives.
I worry when I post things online. Is it funny? Is it silly? Will anyone get it? Is it good enough? Am I being too honest? Am I sharing enough? What will people think of me? Will it make me look stupid?
Maybe it doesn’t matter that much. Maybe I should worry that I’m not being “stupid” enough and taking the risks that could lead to real rewards. No guts, no glory, right?
I wanted to share this video with everyone. This is Amanda Palmer, alt-rock icon, who made her start as a street performer, was the frontwoman for Dresden Dolls, and had the most successful Kickstarter project to date. She dares people to be willing to ask for what they need. What amazes me about her so much are the risks that she is willing to take.
Yeah, she’s pretty freakin’ awesome, but I don’t think I could strip and let people draw on me. I might have to toe the line there.
I had a tough day today. I heard some tough news, and it changed the way I looked at a few things, life mostly. I don’t want to pass on to my next adventure without sharing the my stories. It keeps me up at night. I have these worlds and characters and stories in my head, and I want to share them before they disappear.
So if you want to know what scares me, dying before I get it all written down scares me.
Foot dragging and procrastination are specialties of mine. I’ve always been writing, as can be proven by the notebooks and Word files everywhere, but I didn’t want to call myself a writer. That would be taking a risk, putting my neck out there, and committing myself to something that’s just a little bit crazy. Normal people don’t write books.
I was afraid of taking that risk, but now I’m more afraid of what will happen if I don’t take a stab at this writing gig. I want to make this dream I’ve had for as long as I can remember come true. With a bit of luck and a lot of hard work, I hope it will happen this year. Sorry it took me so long to figure it out, Al.
I’m gonna dare to be stupid. You should dare to keep all your dreams alive, too.
Come on, let’s go be stupid together!!
Inspired by a FB post from a friend. Thanks M!