Steven Pressfield is a great writer. And a fantastic motivator of other writers. That may seem strange to say about someone who has written a book called Nobody Wants to Read Your Sh*t. (Trust me, it’s great!)
His advice is geared toward writers/artists/creators, but this nugget from a recent blog post of his applies to people from all walks of life:
Unlearning. Losing the baggage. Shedding the expectations and labels that others put on us. It sounds so simple… but it’s super-tough, and it can take us years to even come close.
In the end, it’s YOUR voice. No one else’s. Dropping your baggage can free you up to find it.
My buddy Rob does PR for the Hamilton Joes — “Ohio’s Premier College Summer Baseball Team.”
He likes to have a bit of fun with the press releases. His most recent one is a prime example:
It’s smart. “I’ll take ‘Talkin’ ’bout a Revolution’ for $200 please, Ken.” (BTW, today I learned that Button Gwinnett has the first signature in the upper left corner of the Declaration of Independence.)
The press release is funny. Especially the line about “crumpet-nibbling fancy-boys.”
And it gets your attention. Which is exactly the point. Rob could’ve played it straight and just mentioned the game and the fireworks. But adding a bit of flair and frivolity makes the release a heck of a lot more interesting.
It’s a kids’ game, for crying out loud.
Oh, that’s right, there’s no crying in baseball. But laughing is always allowed.
This past weekend, Mrs. Dubbatrubba and I took a trip that was short in duration but long on connections.
We drove to Saint Louis Friday afternoon and met up with my high school friend John “Frez” Fresneda and his wife Kim.
John and I made up more than 10% of our graduating class at Sacred Heart HS in Morrilton, Arkansas (2 of 19) but it’d been many moons since we caught up in person. And our spouses had never met. But at our high school reunion seven years ago, we talked about meeting in “the Lou” for a Reds-Cardinals game (he’s a huge Cards fan). This year, we finally made it happen. And I’m so glad we did. John and Kim couldn’t be nicer, and we had a great time exploring the city a bit. (For the record, the Reds won the game we attended!)
On Saturday morning, I caught up with Alicia, who was a Miami University student co-op waaaay back in the early 90s when I worked at 97X radio in Oxford, OH. I hadn’t seen Alicia since our mutual friend Joe’s wedding 20+ years ago. (She and Joe co-hosted a show on the student radio station called “Night on Disco Mountain.”) She’s now the GM of the NBC TV station in St. Louis (her hometown). I wish I could say that her radio station mentors (my morning show partner “Rictile” and I) taught her everything she needed to succeed in media, but the reality is we probably taught her everything NOT to do!
Despite the fact that she’s now a captain of industry, Alicia carved out some time to meet us at a coffee shop. Because in addition to being a captain of industry, she’s also one of the nicest folks you could ever meet.
On Sunday morning, after we parted ways with Frez and Kim, we had brunch with Mrs. Dubbatrubba’s niece, Libby (our goddaughter) who works as a nurse in St. Louis. We’ve spent a lot of time with “Libbo” over the years, mostly on shared summer vacations as she and her siblings and our kids were growing up. It’s great to hear more about her life now that she’s “adulting.”
[Yes, we put Libby in charge of taking the selfie – she’s a pro.]
Since our route back to Cincinnati would take us through Louisville, I texted my college friend Walter early last week to see if we could pop in on Sunday afternoon. Walter and I text quite a bit and talk on the phone occasionally, but despite the fact that Louisville is a mere 90 miles from Cincinnati, somehow it’d been seven years since we saw each other in person. And despite the fact that Wally is a movie star (he was one of the kids in the cab in Stripes) he and his wife Blakey welcomed us into their home on Sunday afternoon.
Here’s Wally’s scene in Stripes:
It’s a lot easier to say “we should get together” than to actually do it. But honestly, it just took a few texts to set up a wonderful weekend of rekindling connections.
Go through your list of contacts. Who can you carve out some time for? Give ’em a text or a call. Make it happen. You’ll be so glad you did.
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