As I tread lightly into the A-Z Blogging Challenge this year, I have a plan–sort of–for the direction of my posts, and if you saw my teaser a couple weeks ago, my theme is “Business.” I know I risk losing three of you who’ve come here thinking I’m the Steve Jobs of Bakersfield, Calif., and will be sharing all the secrets to my success. I don’t want to blow the surprise, but I’m not rich and my companies haven’t made Fortune 500; my “office” used to be a dining room. So, why read this? Consider it a blog for the little guy. The dreamers and the doers. The hustlers and the boss babes.
It’s especially for anyone wondering if they are good enough.
I’ve been through some stuff–and most of it will probably come up during the next 25 posts. I’ve had partners come and go, some of their own accord and some by God’s accord. I went to college, but it took me nine years to get a 4-year degree because I had three children already and a home, and because their dad worked out of town, I took care of the raising/birthdays/field trips/homework/soccer/illnesses/teaching. What does THAT have to do with business? It was the business of running a home and managing humans, and it prepared me for everything you’ll read in the upcoming posts.
Everything except loss. That’s definitely my “L” word.
So, my “A” word is Adventure. Exactly one year ago, I left a partnership (before it really got started), and it was then that someone sat me down and said, “Why do you think you need a partner? You work harder than anyone I know. You don’t need a business partner.” He was right. For some reason, I guess I didn’t think I was good enough or talented enough to venture out on my own. Maybe I didn’t trust myself to the hard stuff. Or maybe I was lazy and wanted someone to DO the hard stuff and leave the fun, creative stuff to me. Both of my partners were good at business; they were good at everything but the stuff they needed me to be good at doing. Their talents freed me to utilize my gifts in areas I excelled to make our companies flourish. In a way, they paralyzed me: They made me dependent on their skills and talents to the point where I thought I was lacking.
I was wrong.
Well, I was mostly wrong. Wrong in all ways except running an airless paint sprayer. See?
The adventure I’m on began 12 years ago when I hung out my shingle and started my own writing and communications company (you’re here now, thanks for stopping by!). I was confident that I could do that at least: writing and editing came like breathing to me. But when I was asked to become a partner in a haunted attraction (a big’n), that’s when things got real. But that’s also when I cut my teeth on business ownership. Confidence started growing inside of me like a wee little pumpkin seed (see what I did there?), and through years of hard work and observation, I gained knowledge and discovered talents I didn’t know I had.
So exactly one year ago, I was partnerless with flagging confidence, but I attended a haunt convention and decided that it was time to do it all again. I would be lying if I said it wasn’t scary or that I haven’t had moments of “Oh, forget this!” I’ve even had moments of “I wish I had my safety nets” –the very ones who paralyzed me, but even they would say (and have said) I can do anything and don’t need them, anyway.
So I did it, and you can, too. It takes a decision, some nerve, and a whole lot of money (let’s be real again). One year ago I started my own company, and you want to know what I called it? AdventureTime Entertainment: Where it’s always time for an adventure.
See what I did there?
Let the games begin!