Yesterday, I was due to post on this blog. I write here once a week. If you’ve been reading for a while, you know that I fell away for a time, and I’m determined not to let that happen again. Dammit.
So THURSDAY IS THE DAY. Post day. Something goes up, no matter what.
Only this week, it didn’t.
I’d been *thinking* about what I wanted to write for an entire week. I’ve watched some TEDx videos, done research, had some great conversations with a very smart friend (Brantley Moate, this means you!), and started reading a mindblowing book that I think (in a crazy weird way) can provide some important truths to the professional services industry. I scribbled and jotted and started the post about seventy bazillion and six times. I was so excited about my idea!
But dangit, the words were just eluding me.
A week of think-work and scribble-work and all I had to show for it on Thursday afternoon was a mountain of crumpled paper and a half-baked idea that I *hope* will transform itself into genius at some point in the very near future.
In the meantime, my anxiety was rising – and rising – and exploding. IT’S TIME TO POST! WHERE IS THE POST!! And even though I got a lot of other good work done yesterday, this blog was hanging over my head like the Sword of Damocles. WHAT DO I SAY? I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY! OH MY GOD, WHAT DO I DO NOW??
I was very, very, very tempted to avoid posting again today. But that would turn into tomorrow. And tomorrow. And suddenly, it would be three weeks from now with no post. NO NO NO NO NO.
As I was thinking (worrying, freaking out!) about what I should DO about this evil problem, two different ideas struck at one time:
First, I remembered the Saturday Evening Post cover above by Norman Rockwell. The anecdote behind this 1938 cover, called “Artist Facing a Blank Canvas (Deadline)”, is that Rockwell had a painting in progress but it was not coming together – much like my half-baked post. Instead of trying to come up with a new “big idea” painting from scratch, he told the story of what was happening to him right then – it’s a deadline and I have no idea what to say! – and in so doing connected beautifully with his audience and created one of the most-oft-reproduced Post covers of his repertoire.
This whole story gives me tremendous relief. This sort of STUCK happened to Norman Rockwell, for goodness’ sake.
And it tells me one thing: when the deadline arrives, say something. Give ‘em what ya got. It may not be genius. It may not be the thing you thought you wanted to say. But it will be connecting – which is the most important thing – and it will be good enough.
Next, my brain took this idea to a whole different level.
I opened my inbox at work, and I realized I’m STUCK in this exact same way with a number of my business development contacts. A popup will come on my calendar that it’s time to reach out to a person I haven’t talked to in a while, but because I don’t have the perfect article to share or the best pithy thing in the world to say, I skip it “for now.” And another day. And another. And another.
This is silly. And wrongheaded.
Those folks would have been quite happy with just a quick “touch base” and a friendly hello; maybe an inquiry about what’s going on in their world and some fun pleasantries. Not every conversation has to have depth and meaning. Sometimes it’s fine to connect – just to connect.
In both cases (work and the blog), it comes down to one basic truth – one that scares me a little bit, which is probably just evidence that it’s REALLY TRUE:
If we want to make a difference, if we want to grow (ourselves, our businesses, our relationships), we cannot wait for the timing or the words to be what we think is perfect. Our warm feelings, our brilliant thoughts, the connections we make, all the possibility that we bring to our business and to the world – all of it is worth absolutely nothing if it stays inside our heads.
So, ready or not, this post is now in your hands (did I mention WHAT A RELIEF that is?!) – and I’m off to make some phone calls to those contacts I’ve been neglecting, which will also feel very, VERY good when it’s done.
Deadline deadlock? Broken. The STUCK? Unstuck. Go me! Go world!
I’ll see you here next week.