Accountability
When I was deciding what I would study in school, I thought about what I loved the most. At the time, it was comic books, and with no concept of the process or the salary or the cost of living, let alone the basic skills I would soon learn my peers possessed, I majored in art. The professor who reviewed my portfolio was sharp enough to steer me in the direction of graphic design over fine arts. My drawing ability has improved A LOT in the past decade, but I'll never be an illustrator. It's competitive out there, even for the highly talented like some of my friends. In life unless you're wealthy, odds are you'll be spending most of your time at work. So I chose from my heart. I chose something I'd love, and compromised to get as close as possible. And as I was putting Elektra on the cover of a piece I was designing this morning, I realized that I do enjoy my job. The problem is the volume, and how much of my life is dedicated to getting everything done. It's partly my “work ethic”, passed on to me from my parents no matter how lazy I appear to them, but it's also my competitive nature. I have to get everything done. I have to get as much done as possible in the least amount of time(which only frees me to do more). I get a good feeling when I “beat my record” and accomplish things faster than I used to. So it's tough to let go sometimes, and I remember a strong sense of failure when my boss took some of MY work and gave it to someone else to do so I could take time off. Not getting everything done makes me feel like I've lost. I'm responsible. I have ownership. I'm accountable. I have to get over that.
One of my online associates, the ever-Scottish FawnDoo, has been contemplating getting a blog himself. If the quality of his message board is any indication, I'm sure it will make for some great reading and land in my sidebar. Earlier today on a message board I may elaborate on someday here, he commented, ”I might well start up a blog then, it might inspire me to lead a more interesting life if I knew I was accountable to my readership.”
Wise words ‘Doo, wise words indeed. I think that's a positive kind of accountability not just to one's readers, but to oneself. I've found writing stuff down extremely helpful in organizing my own jumbled thoughts, and finding order amid the chaos of my existence. By writing things, documented statements, I add the responsibility of someday taking ACTION and breaking my status quo. Every day I'm thinking about what I'm going to write about that night. I've had my share of “nothing” days since I began, but I've found something to write about each time.
So stay tuned true-believers and tune in tomorrow, same cloaked time, same cloaked address, to read about SOMETHING INTERESTING....
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