Embrace the suck...Eih emmerdement...

Sign reads: 'Be brave enough to suck at something new.'

It's so easy to get stopped in your tracks before you even take that first step. We flood our conscious mind with these messages that either delay our decisions or paralyze us into a catatonic state of 'what if?'. Fortunately, I stumbled upon some amazing books by an awesome blogger and the message was resoundingly clear. Just do the thing! It's going to be clumsy, it's going to be cringey but it's got to start. Geraldine DeRuiter's book was a total fluke find in my library. Her book had a pink cover with a perfectly manicured hand demolishing a donut. Well 24 hours later, I'd demolished the book from cover to cover and ordered her first book. It's so rad to read an author who you can hear in your head speaking in a voice that is aligned with many of your own views and voices. Then I wandered over to her blog The Everywhereist and found tips for beginners. Check it out! Obvs!

Voilà! Une recette sans faute d'une auteure époustouflante et vachement sympathique. J'ai mordue à pleine dents et j'ai décidé de me lancer à l'aventure. Attachez vos tuques! Cependant cette fois ci, je me suis engagée sans mon histoire habituelle de buts, fantasies exagérées ou illusions de viralité suprême. Un simple text virale suffira. Et non, je blague! Je me suis sérieusement fait le cadeau de payer pour un abonnement de blog pour un an. J'ai rêvé l'exercise comme un projet quotidien qui me permet de m'exprimer dans mon patois franglais, thank you very much! Pi 'pardon my French' mais, I don't give two shits if no one reads these posts. Quelle rebelle! Quelle innovatrice! Et non, j'essaye honnêtement d'explorer sans être distraite pas une carotte lointaine qui va tout déclencher dans mon histoire d'écrivaine. Wow! gros titre ça, écrivraine! Bof, finalement j'aime simplement m'exprimer en écrivant-c'est tout! Certaines utilisent de la gouache, la danse, le chant ou elles sculptent de l'argile. Mais moi, moi c'est les mots, les tournures de phrases, même les expressions de différentes communautés qui m'incitent à créer et à partager. Qui sais où ça ménera? J'aboutis où dans tout ça? Le tout sera un échec?

Why is failure such a pejorative word? Can we not use it with reverence and turn that stigmatizing vibe on its head? I'm a big ol' fan of failure. Yes sir! I'm ambling through life one failure after another as cookie cutter culture will no doubt revel at pointing out. I am floundering about embracing the suck emerging from things not quite working out as originally planned. Sure some failures are easier than others but as long as I'm dusting myself off and getting back up, this gal is winning. ** Sugarcoating alert** See there I go, failing at being truthful about being in despair at times. Sorry Beautiful People. Sometimes this gal is wallowing waist deep in the pity pond. Fortunately, my fingers get crinkly and pruney (I hate that) so I get my ass out of the pond quickly enough. Oh but when I'm in it, I am.in.it. A beat or two later the tides start to shift and I try to eek out the lesson camouflaged in the crap sandwich. All the while relishing my flawesomeness!

Definition of 'flawsome" *wurd

So you'll find me stretching out and exploring the far reaches of my creative psyche over here. I'll be plunking away clumsily at my keyboard to see what manifests and oozes. Is it exemplary? Not for a hot second it isn't. But I can tell you it's human, it's flawed, it's unrehearsed, it's improvisational insight and I'm here for it! I choose me! You can choose whatever the hell you want. Si vous me cherchez, je serai icitte en train de placotter pi pitonner mes idées dans mon monde fortement échoué. Vive les faillites et les lessons coincées dans les emmerdements! Santé les ami(e)s!