I hate blog post and article headlines that begin with “Why I…” or “How I…” or something similar.
I hate those headlines because my immediate, involuntary question is, “Who are you and why should I care why you did that or how you did it?”
I don’t think I’m alone in that. Most people want to read a blog post or an article that they’re going to find interesting. And most of us are tuned to radio station WIIFM – What’s In It For Me.
There’s nothing abnormal or selfish about wanting to read something that you can relate to and that holds value to you. That’s normal. It’s human.
So who am I and why should you care, first?
I’m the author of this blog and of three editions of The Leonardo Trait. The latest edition is subtitled “How Creative People Can Turn Creative Eccentricity into a Life You Love. “
In this blog post I’m going to show you five ways writing The Leonardo Trait (three times) changed my life.
You should care, or rather you might care, because The Leonardo Trait can bring these same changes to the life of any extreme creative. If you want your life to work without giving up your creativity, The Leonardo Trait can help you get there.
And here’s a hint: Giving up your creativity won’t work anyway.
So here are those five changes:
- I realized that there was nothing “wrong” with me. Well, there are things “wrong.” I get bad migraines. I have a bad knee now, though I didn’t when I wrote the first book. I don’t have a filter between my brain and my mouth. But my creativity is not something that is “wrong” with me.
- I realized that I am not “wrong” because of my creativity. Sometimes it felt like more than just having something wrong with me. Sometimes it felt like I was wrong or bad. I’m not. And neither are you.
- I realized that not only is my brain not like everyone else’s, it’s not supposed to be. This is the way I’m made. And after I discovered the Leonardo Trait, a friend said, “That’s why we love you.”
- I wrapped my head around the idea that what I am and what I can do, as a creative Leonardo, is pretty damn cool. Pardon my French. I realized that instead of thinking I’m a freak, people think I’m awesome and amazing and that I rock—their words, not mine.
- I started finding other people like me. And that was the best thing of all.