How did it get this bad?

Hey Friend,

I was a creator once. It didn't matter what - articles, books, short stories, cartoons, music, interviews, scripts, short films. The medium was irrelevant. I never dwelled on the act of creation itself; I was in love with the process, never giving much thought to the aftermath of releasing my work.

My releases always seemed to fall flat. They flopped or failed, at least in my eyes. And honestly? I didn't really care.

That indifference lasted until money entered the equation. The moment financial considerations became part of my creative process, hesitation crept into every aspect of my art.

I gave up DJ'ing because it wasn't lucrative. I shut down my blog, www.FauxSociety.com, frustrated by bigger sites stealing my content and earning ad revenue from my work.

I even stopped reading comic books, a simple pleasure I indulged in to unwind, and threw myself into copywriting—a skill I'm decent at but far from passionate about. Marketing interests me, but only when I'm selling something I truly value. Writing for others doesn't always allow for that.

So, how did it all go so wrong?

One word: ATTACHMENT

I introduced elements into the creative process that had no place there. It's like trying to enroll a newborn in a private school before they've even taken their first breath. Madness!

Attachments are those invisible burdens we accumulate from others' words, our past failures, or the traumas of life. They're unnecessary, and yet, we let them weigh us down.

Forget your attachments. Let them go to move forward.

Tomorrow, I'll share the attachment-busting slogan that helped me land an interview and befriend a billion-dollar screenwriter.

Best,

Jordan Baylor

P.S. I’m still a creator, just one with fewer attachments.