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Constructing the Titanic
People who know the story of my life aren't terribly surprised that I harbor something of a persecution complex. It's not that I expect everyone is trying to attack me; instead, my special paranoia is that even my best-laid plans will fail for no discernible reason. They will fail spectacularly, against all odds, and any contingency plans will also not work, even if this failure requires a redefinition of basic physics. I will not be able to learn from these experiences because nobody will be capable of explaining how or why they failed, even the people responsible for foiling them.
As a result, I get really tense whenever I have what I recognize as a good idea. Bad ideas are fine. Bad ideas tend to work for me, actually, and so perhaps I should relabel them "batshit ideas." The good ideas, though. They're nothing but trouble.
Why then, you may ask, do I continue to pursue them instead of running into the nearest bar - I-beam or speakeasy? The answer is that the good ideas are such seductively good ideas, ideas which have every reason to work, and with which everybody else becomes similarly enamored when I ask their advice. Never mind that the ideas have a history of being doomed to inexplicable disaster - there's absolutely no reason they should be.
I am entirely convinced that this one is going to blow up in my face, and my evidence, don't you see, is the lack of evidence. It's incontrivertable! And so I vow: only bad ideas from this day forth. Or is that idea too good to succeed?
As a result, I get really tense whenever I have what I recognize as a good idea. Bad ideas are fine. Bad ideas tend to work for me, actually, and so perhaps I should relabel them "batshit ideas." The good ideas, though. They're nothing but trouble.
Why then, you may ask, do I continue to pursue them instead of running into the nearest bar - I-beam or speakeasy? The answer is that the good ideas are such seductively good ideas, ideas which have every reason to work, and with which everybody else becomes similarly enamored when I ask their advice. Never mind that the ideas have a history of being doomed to inexplicable disaster - there's absolutely no reason they should be.
I am entirely convinced that this one is going to blow up in my face, and my evidence, don't you see, is the lack of evidence. It's incontrivertable! And so I vow: only bad ideas from this day forth. Or is that idea too good to succeed?
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How did you work up the guts to found your own business, if you don't mind my asking? It can be a tough leap, yet you obviously made it work for you.
cheers,
Romie
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When it came time to market my jewelry, and start earning a living from it, (instead of just giving it away for free all the time), I was indeed very nervous. It came down to good fortune that I had worked a few years in the jewelry business at the retail end. I fortunatly knew who to market to, and when my business skills were found to be lacking, my clients were actually the ones to offer help. I guess they figured that if I am a trippy artist, I spend all my time creating art instead of going to business school. Also, I read a lot of books from the library on how to have a craft business. Marketing was easy. I just made a sampleline and wrote a letter to every store within 100 miles asking if they would like to see my jewelry. I had a pretty good response for being unheard of. I have changed a lot since then, but I tend to have about 15 clients at any given time. Now my big decision is whether I want to expand, hire people and increase pricing to compensate. I know this is the only way to make the big bucks, as they tell me, but I am very reluctant to have anyone other than me make the product. Quality control. Pride. Whatever. I spent way to much time doing paperwork, maybe an accountant is the way to go.
Good luck with your Theatre! Let us know how things progress.
Twiggymolly