For two or three weeks now, I’ve been stuck. I’ve been battling my writer’s block about creating content for the voice coaching site. Along with Slacker Mom, I even started the 2500 Word Challenge in a desperate attempt to force myself to crank out enough content to launch the new site.
I’m still stuck.
Here’s why: I don’t want to do voice coaching. I mean, I don’t mind helping people out with their voices now and then, but I don’t want to blog about it and I don’t want to market it. Maybe later, but right now, I want to focus on The Complete Flake.
This is where my interest and [much as I hate the word] my passion lies. It’s all I think about, really. I’m reading books like Switch: How to Change Things When Change is Hard, Trust Agents, Tribes and The Power of Less, and they have nothing to do with voices and everything to do with what I’m envisioning for the flake site. I thought they would help me force myself to do the work it takes to get the voice coaching thing going, but:
Is that how I want to live, forcing myself to do something that doesn’t interest me? No!
I listened to some very smart people, like Wendy, Dave, Mike, and Melinda, who saw good potential in it but didn’t know my situation. I have frequent four-day migraines that cannot be predicted. My health is getting better, and that’s why I feel, on good days, that I can do anything, but the truth is that I have to limit my activity and commitments. I can’t make appointments two weeks — or even two days — in advance with any assurance I’ll be able to keep them. I’ve already had to reschedule three or four sessions because of my health.
I was in denial about this and went with the advice, but even if health weren’t a factor, I don’t love voice coaching. I like it, and that might be enough, but I don’t have what Simon Sinek calls a Why for it.
I do have a Why for The Complete Flake: YOU.
Sounds corny, but it’s true. When I read comments and tweets from people who say, “You inspired me,” and “There are so few places that are safe for flakes to be honest,” and “LaVonne, we’re leading such parallel lives its freaky,” I know I’m onto something here. I’ve touched a nerve. I believe there are a LOT of people like me, and I want to help them. I don’t know how yet, but I think that just by being honest, I am helping them/you, so I want to keep doing that. Maybe it’s enough to just give you a safe place to be yourself. We’ll figure that out together.
I have a glimmer that there is hope for us. I’m finding good information that I want to share with you, but I keep getting pulled away to work on the voice coaching stuff. I’d much rather devote all my attention to finding solutions to our little ‘flake problem’, so we can relax and be our own true selves without having to constantly being on guard, censoring and shutting ourselves down.
I just want to say that I HATE having to admit that I’ve changed my mind AGAIN, after publicly making such a big thing about voice coaching. And I worry that I may change my mind again. I can never predict how I’ll feel from one day to the next, honestly. It’s embarrassing, but that’s the cross a flake has to bear, if you’ll forgive the awful cliché.
So, I’m going to put my heart and soul into The Complete Flake. If some people want voice coaching, that’s fine, I’ll do that too. But it will be a side thing. This is the main thing.
p.s. You have 2500 Words to thank for this post.
Image credit: Mel B
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