Who Is Your Cheerleader?

I am lazy and I am a procrastinator and I don’t always wanna write and I’ll come up with a myriad of reasons not to.

There.  I said it out loud.  I’m on a roll.  Here’s some more:

I’m not organized and I think what I write sucks and I lack motivation at times and I have no inspiration and I’m too busy to write today and and and and…

You get the picture.

If it were up to me, sometimes I think I’d never write.  I can come up with all kinds of excuses to not write.  As a matter of fact, I know plenty of writers who are the same way.

Fortunately, most of us have a cheerleader.

The cheerleader is the person who understands that while we may complain loudly, there is work to be done.  The cheerleader understands that the excuses are just excuses.  The cheerleader understands that writing can be lonely and isolating.  The cheerleader enjoys kicking us in the butt and saying “GET MOVING, YOU LAZY SLOTH!  THE BOOK WILL NOT WRITE ITSELF!  AND NO MATTER HOW AWFUL YOU THINK IT IS, IT WON’T BE THAT BAD AND I WILL BE HERE TO ENCOURAGE YOU WHEN YOU ARE DONE!”

Or something like that.

But we all have cheerleaders.

Mine lives in Minnesota.  She isn’t afraid to use her sharp tongue, isn’t afraid to speak her mind, isn’t afraid to tell me when I’m wrong, isn’t afraid to tell me to stop being lazy, isn’t afraid to mock me, isn’t afraid to push me, isn’t afraid to bribe me, isn’t afraid to leverage me, isn’t afraid to tell me to suck it up, isn’t afraid to roll her eyes at me, isn’t afraid to tell me I can do it, isn’t afraid to stare at me until I start writing, isn’t afraid to use sarcasm as a motivational tool, isn’t afraid to hug me, isn’t afraid to tell me she believes in me.  She gets it and she gets me.

Thank you, Beth.  I’d be lost without you.

Who is YOUR cheerleader?

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4 thoughts on “Who Is Your Cheerleader?

  1. Moose

    Without a doubt, my wife is my biggest cheerleader. I know, total cliche, but it’s true, I wouldn’t have been able to achieve any of my short term goals without the constant backing of Mrs. Moose, and who knows what the future holds?

  2. Hey Jeff, glad I popped on to your page. I’m beginning to wonder if you don’t have some obsession with cheerleading or something (this article and the comments that you make about me on FB). Yes, I have some cheerleading experience. I was thinking; since I live so close, why don’t you let me be your cheerleader? It only makes sense. A) I have the background and B) I live right by you and I could come by anytime and give you that kick in the butt that you mention above. That would be fun, right? Gimme a ‘J’, gimme an ‘E’, gimme an ‘F’, well, you get the picture. I look great in a cheerleader’s outfit too. Would your neighbors think that was weird, a grown man in a cheerleaders outfit screaming at you to write as you’re strapped to your office chair with duct tape? Maybe a bit too much right?

    Of course this is all tongue-in-cheek.

    Congratulations on the new book.

    Best,
    -Brian (Rah-Rah)

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