I have been playing pickleball for nine months,
about the same length of time as the gestation period for a human embryo to
turn into a baby. I can conclude that I am very much average at this sport. It
is hard to confront the truth that you are pedestrian at what you love to do.
Most writers, I fear, never face up to this truth.
I would say, of the people I have played against
and with, I am often better than at least 50 percent of them and perhaps 20
percent seem to consistently outplay me. The other 30 percent seem to be on a
competitive spectrum. On most days, I am as good as most of them, but I could
easily be no better, if not worse, than a substantial amount.
Writing, for many, could yield the same reality.
Only a handful of a few thousand books each year win awards, hit bestseller
lists, and receive overwhelming critical acclaim. Only a few dozen or hundred
titles this year will be turned into movies, TV shows, or documentaries. So,
what about the millions of books that are published each year that simply get
published in obscurity?
Writers can be a proud people. They believe their
creation is worthy of readership and many, in their hearts, feel they are very
good, if not great writers. They don’t understand why their book does not sell
well or how a publisher, book critic, or consumer could ever reject it.
The last few months I have played with a rotating
group of mostly middle-aged and senior women and I was the king of the court. I
hit killer shots, put a great spin and slice on the ball, and often won 80
percent of the doubles matches that I played, regardless of who my partner or
opponents were.
Then I played at a higher level of moderately good
picklers — people who did not make every play but who limited unforced errors.
They had good serves and could cover the court. I suddenly had to confront
where I stood on the spectrum of picklers and concluded that I am
extraordinarily ordinary.
That is not easy to admit for something you love
and think you are good at. That is just it — I am good but not great. On any
given day, half of my opponents could beat me and maybe vice versa. But there
are clearly better players who are consistently better than I will ever be.
Do writers confront such truths about their craft?
And what do they do once this happens— do they try harder to improve or do they
give up? Or do they try to act as if this epiphany never happened, wanting to
just go back into being willfully, blissfully ignorant?
On the other hand, a writer just has to be great
once to have a legacy. You can write a dozen books and they all can be moderate
successes or even outright duds, but if one breaks through and catches fire
with consumers and book critics, you can feel like you accomplished something.
Your best will be better than most people’s bests, even if most of what you
have written is nothing special.
Our ego can be fragile. It is hard to be honest
with ourselves or to even have a way of judging our own writings.
In pickleball, my blinders are off and I will now
strive for improvement and to be competitive but I have no delusions not only
about being an elite player but even of being in a decently high category. I am
remarkably ordinary on the pickleball court. I feel stripped naked in public.
Everyone knew — and now I know.
“When that happens, you're free to look for new ones. Go
after your sacred cows. Periodically inspect your ideas and beliefs to see if
they are contributing to your thinking effectiveness. Ask yourself, "Why
did this program, concept, project, or idea come to be?" Then follow this
question with, "Do these reasons still exist?" If the answer is
"no," then eliminate the idea.”
— A Whack on the Side of the Head: How You Can Be. More Creative, 25th Anniversary Edition by Roger von Oech
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