Tag Archive: talk

Finish this sentence: there are two kinds of people in the world….

Those that do, and those that talk.

There are helluva lot of the latter, alas.
Nobody needs more talk.

What is something you always talk about, but never do?

What is something you always talk about, but never do?.

The answer is deceptively simple. If you ever had read one of my blog posts, you already know what it is…

It is…

Changing everything.

Now I question you: are you able to do this? If not, don’t question me.

No politics or economics here. We have enough of it, don’t we?

I would like to show outrage. A mouthful of tar black vomit right in the face in those people which are everywhere, everytime, who capitalize on their rockstar status to allow themselves to talk more than the average-low about how awesome they are…

If only they could be ignored. No more interviews, no more videos, no more them.

Want names? Obviously, I’m speaking about musicians. [Hint: trained monkeys.]

As for the person I would like to talk for 24 hours more… Well, she is dead. It is my swedish grandmother. She was a coloratura soprano singer. I’ll give my nuts to hear her sing and talk again. Her companion was a church organ player, violinist and double bassist, I also wish he was there.

Enough pathos for today.

The Daily Post

Topic #294:

If you could make anyone in the world stop talking for 24 hours, who would it be? And why?

And if you could make anyone talk more for 24 hours?

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Write as you talk.

You’ll certainly agree that as we talk (and we talk a lot), we get better over time.

Seth Godin wrote about this in his blog. I shamelessly borrow the idea that there is no talker’s block.

Why is it then, that we face the writer’s block?

My take is that we don’t write enough.

It’s not about writing a best death-seller here (best-seller means as much to me as original recipe on a tomato sauce jar). No: it’s about doing with writing what we do with talking.

We do it a lot, and every word we say is not worth a Nobel Prize or a Pulitzer one. That’s fine.

Since I started this blog, I wrote like I talk. Not as much, but the same way.
I don’t care about quality and relevance for each word. I don’t care about quantity either.
Those are short-term concepts, and I’m all about long-term, even if you can’t see or feel it.

If I was that much anal about what I do, I’ll be into math and do Fourier transform the whole day, and perhaps the whole night, just for the sake of being right everytime when I’ll be an incredibly well trained monkey.

What I do care about (I know it’s selfish to you, but that is the truth you’ll have to face here, not your wishes) is writing enough to someday achieve a higher level of writing.

It is possible by putting enough time and effort into something that may be really meaningful, really strong. Something that matters.

It will take time and a shitload of other posts to perhaps write a brilliant trait. I’m ready for it.

You’ll certainly skip many posts because they don’t resonate. I won’t get all pissy pants if my reader stats are poor.

I know what I want, I know the outcome, and I know you’ll like it.

(Edit: if you’re part of the 90% who read Seth’s blog but don’t buy his books, you’ve totally missed the point and you should be ashamed. Yes, the blog is free. Tons of things are for free and the mass loves free stuff… but books are meant to be more than a commodity. They’re a legacy, not just a way to rake in some bucks.)