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Out of the Safety Zone

 
 
Adam Shame
20:02 / 03.07.03
I have a friend who is constantly telling me I should "Step outside my safety zone". In a certain way I understand what makes her say that to me, I am terribly unadventurous and I tend to live in my writing. (No, I have not been published yet.) My job as an bookkeeper is less than stimulating as well.

I am terribly uncomfortable with the whole idea of just "letting go". My brother on the otherhand is very adventureous and I am somewhat jealous of him. A lot of people I know are totally uninhibited in various ways that I only dream about or read about. My self-imposed limits are starting to close in on me.

So, I am curious about how others have broken through their limitations and overcome the fear that held them back. I want to feel safe but overcome all the limits I have put on myself. Then again, do people think having some limitation is healthy?

For a personal example, I have given everyone I know the excuse that I do not want to be published because my work is just for myself...that it is for my selfish pleasure.

Of course, that is bullkack..I secretly want to be published. But now I will seem like a hypocrite for doing it...I set myself up to fail so I do not have to be responsible for too much of anything.

That kinda answers why I am such a withdrawn and unadventureous spirit, but I am kinda hoping for inspirational anecdotes and the interesting opinions of all you lovely people before I suffocate myself and wither away in my own self-imposed prison.

(And yes, yes...I am a newbie here. This is the most adventureous I have ever been!)
 
 
We're The Great Old Ones Now
21:26 / 03.07.03
Al Davison tested the notion that you should know your limitations only so that you can make them irrelevant. Since Davison was told he'd never walk, and gained black belt grades in Karate and dances rock and roll, you have to listen to the guy.

I've truly 'stepped outside my safety zone' only a few times in my life, not always on purpose, and the results have been variable. I've found myself in exciting and terrifying situations, thought I was going to die, been so embarrassed I could have died, and been so bored that death would have been preferable.

One example that pops into my head is from a couple of years ago. I was skiing in bad conditions and I decided to push myself. I took a fast turn, lost control, and went off a cliff. I couldn't see how far down the drop went, because the visibility was almost zero. In the end, it was only fifteen foot or so - just long enough for me to think the following:

Well, asshole, that may just have been your last mistake.

I'm quite sure there isn't a large cliff here.

I guess we'll find out in a sec.

In which case, I need to relax and try to soften the-

[impact].


Did I get anything out of it? Maybe. I couldn't tell you what.

What you're saying, though, is a little different. You want to be published, but you're scared to be read. That might be because you've put too much of your own life too literally into what you've written, and you don't want to be revealed, it might be because you secretly think it's all crap (in which case join the club, and use that fear to edit harder and harsher until your bloated and self-indulgent maunderings are pumped, zero body-fat, razor sharp perceptions, ready to snatch, clean and jerk your reader's life to a new level! Yes, I am the Charles Atlas of creative fascists!) or you might have reasons too involved and bizarre to express.

Whatever.

You could start by joining the brave souls at Barbelith's very own scalable writing group - which reminds me that I haven't been down there and been a creative fascist to them for far too long - or you could start cold: write something completely different from anything you have written before, preferably in a recogniseable genre you know a bit, and reckon that this work exists for the soul purpose of being the first serious thing you write which you will let others see. Set a time limit. If you intend to write science fiction, write a detective novel. If you have your heart set on historical drama, write a contemporary comedy. At the very least, it will test you. Be iron with yourself, and you'll break out.

If you pick either of those options, you're not changing your mind about your material so far and what it was for, you're starting a new kind of writing which is for public consumption. Later, you may wish to show the other stuff - or you may not.

I don't know about overcoming limitations generally, but I know about this: the only way you'll get someone reading your writing is if you give it to them.
 
 
penitentvandal
21:41 / 03.07.03
Well, first off, get some stuff published. Lie, cheat, steal, fuck people, do whatever it takes - but get some stuff out there. This way, when people tell you off for changing your views on whether your writing is 'just for you', one of two things will occur. Either (a) they'll call you a hypocrite, in which case you can pull the 'consistency is the hobgoblin of small minds' gambit on them, or (b) they will realise that you've defeated your bullshit (because believe me, they know it's bullshit too), and will respect you more because of it. And you'll know you've beaten your bullshit, too. Shy bairns get nowt, my friend. Remember that.

We all have limitations, but we all choose them, that's what you have to remember. You can only discover the extent of your real limits by overcoming the more constricting ones you just accept. For example, one of my limits is that I'm not really into heavy S&M-type stuff, but I only learned that by spending a while hanging around with people who were...

It's easy to break limitations, really. Do things you don't normally do. Simple as that. Judging by your job, the importance you place on your writing, and the name of your fictionsuit, you obviously place a great deal of importance on the intellectual side of things. So take up something physical. Go to a baseball game. Get a manual job. Go camping in the woods. Learn some kind of martial art. Have really brutal, vengeance-driven sex with someone you hate. Learn to drink. Get a bike and just bomb off down the nearest dirt-track for a few hours. Cultivate an interest in boxing. Buy a Francis Bacon print. Anything which puts you more in touch with your body, with pure sensory input, unmediated by symbol systems.

Then get back to the symbol systems, but from a totally different perspective...
 
 
Char Aina
21:52 / 03.07.03
go nick.

i reckon the 'really you' stuff will come out over time anyway, if you follow his advice.

also, try posting naked. makes me leave my comfort zone, because have a wooden chair.
 
 
gingerbop
21:54 / 03.07.03
Woah, well I certainly have nothing as exciting as nicks cliff-ness.

This is probably irrelevant in your case, but in mine, it was a lot about friends.
A while ago I was mostly with a group of friends, who I got on really well with, but never felt like I was a particuarly important part of the group. They would go out to pubs or whatever, but I wouldnt (limitation?), reakoning that if I didnt get in, they probably wouldnt stay out with me.
Then I started hangin around more with a different group of friends, where I felt much more 'wanted,' or what have you. And I suppose through that, I got (partly) over my shyness and limitations. After you get over one of your limitations, the rest seem so much easier.

Other than that- push yourself. Set a timescale if need be. Another crappy example; telling myself I wont eat until thursday unless I do a backflip on the beam by 9. And by doing that, eventually I will get the guts to step out the safety zone (probably into the stupidest fucking unsafe zone possible) and jump.

If your job is less that stimulating, look somewhere else for one which is more so. Much luck in publishing. xx
 
 
Adam Shame
17:26 / 07.07.03
Thank you for those links, Nick. Your cliff story - very cool! Most likely wasn't funny at the time, but I have to admit it made me chuckle.

I read the responses a couple of days ago, but I didn't want to reply right away. Even though writing is a comfortable medium for me, it occured to me that this is my dilemma - comfort

It is the established currents and habits that are limiting in my life. What may seem like a comfort on the one hand, often can prevent anything else new from taking place. This is isn't just about me being published or not, it is about being able to take the risk to exceed the comfort of my stagnant pool enough so I do not miss out on the incredible opportunities available to me.

That risk is a terror.

That unknown is a dread.

I think I am not alone when I say it is reassuring to be certain about everything, (and also very boring). So, I move in a very cautious manner and try to anticipate all the "Jack-in-the-box" type moves from everyone and everything.

Comfort is apparently the enemy now, as it is keeping me from my heart's desires, and course this will just not do. If I take the risk, I could quite possibly have everything I could ever want, if I don't try, well...nothing happens. Then there is another option: I try and I fail! It seems so cruel...but what a kick in the trunks that would be!

Fear of failure...oh, what a cliche!

There have been chances before, missed opportunities, somehow though, things have hit a crucial point now. If I don't start to run, well...maybe there won't be anymore suitable opportunities and I will be too old, too senile, too whatever...And this is all in the name of doing what is safe. I guess no guts, no glory!

So, what to do? I have read the suggestions listed in this thread and realized that there is no easy or comfortable way to go about removing dis-ease. If one wants something, then it is simply a matter of removing the obstacles to it. This is not done by thinking about it, one just has to remove what is in the way of their desires. From what is suggested, I also get the sense that deliberatly making oneself uncomfortable is one way to train in being in that risk-taking state of mind. Now luckily, for my roomate's comfort, I do not type nude (It may be a bit much to expect her to adjust to at the moment!)

At this point, the question that really is foremost in my mind is:

Is it good to have some limits and restrictions or is embracing and embodying the limitless what is important for evolution?

Just because I have aquaintances that seem to make a career out of pushing themselves to their limits all the time and it just might kill them if they are not careful. Are there cues that one maybe going over the edge?
 
 
Linus Dunce
20:28 / 07.07.03
Your friend has your best interests at heart, but they are making you feel bad about yourself. Be careful.

And join a writing group. You can do anything with the right preparation.
 
 
gravitybitch
03:41 / 08.07.03
At this point, the question that really is foremost in my mind is:

Is it good to have some limits and restrictions or is embracing and embodying the limitless what is important for evolution?


Good question(s). In the general case, evolution is a push against all limits - an expansion on all fronts simultaneously. However, that's kind of difficult for one individual to accomplish...

"Limits" do tend to exist to protect us from harm, especially the self-imposed ones. But some self-imposed limits outlive their usefulness, start "protecting" us from things that are no longer harmful, and start doing more harm than good (I'm reminded of a lovely little movie called "The Banger Sisters").

My recommendation is to start pushing gently at limits. Writing here is a good way to start... If you're "cursed" with a hyper-rational lifestyle, you might want to start rolling dice or flipping coins for small stuff just for the fun of it (you definitely don't have to go the John Cage route!). Bust up your routines and keep a journal about the process...
 
 
Cat Chant
07:15 / 08.07.03
In the words of Morrissey:

there's more to life than books, you know. But not much more.

And in the words of my friend Tamzin:

Bad things happen when you get off the sofa.

Pish and tush to all this boxing and 'real world' and sex and cliffs. Why not try subjecting yourself to experiences on the other end of the scale? Find out how bored you could possibly get, for example (I suspect if you go through boredness & out the other side, some weird Zen-like experience probably happens).

(Sorry, this probably isn't very helpful to you, Jack Q: it's something I've been thinking about. People who say "I want to experience everything!" seem to always invalidate a ton of experiences from that "everything", eg finding out how it feels to work the same 9-5 job for twenty years... But I hope you have fun breaking through your limits as you perceive them. Me, I tried living in the real world instead of a shell but I was bored before I even began...)
 
 
—| x |—
08:12 / 08.07.03
Yeah, yeah—Ignatius J is on the money (a safe bet): people will tell us their perceptions of ourselves and how they figure our life might be modified in order to “improve” it. Yes, it can be the case that their suggestions are kind, wise, helpful, etc., but it can also be that their suggestions can make us feel inadequacies, negativity, etc. towards ourselves (where such things might not have even been present in our lives before—again, this is a two edged sword: it can point us towards things that are really part of us that we don’t see or it can create new neurosis which wasn’t present before). Like I am about to launch into wrt “balance,” we need to strive to find equilibrium between healthy self-assessment, which is derived in part from the opinions of others, and overly critical self-analysis, which can sometimes all too easily stem from the assertions of others. Yes, as you note JQ, “there is no easy or comfortable way to go about removing dis-ease.” This includes here the dis-ease aspects of self evaluation.

Personally, I find it hard to believe that there is no risk in your life. I mean, life is a risk quite often in ways that are so common place that only the most obsessive will dwell on them. A clear example is in our use of motor vehicles. Many people are seriously injured, maimed, and killed in auto related deaths every year, and yet, we hop into our automobiles largely without much care or fear of this as we buckle ourselves in and turn the key. Crossing the street can be a risk. Stepping outside can be a risk. It is an obvious matter of context.

…do people think having some limitation is healthy?

Absolutely. Partly for the reasons Nick mentions above—defining and familiarizing ourselves with our boundaries is an integral part of being able to transcend them or redraw them. However, there is the flip side of this that is involved with things like self-discipline, individual consistency, self-awareness, and etc.. This side of working with our personal boundaries appears to be healthy, productive, and I would even say necessary in the creation of that ambiguous and largely undefinable product, “The Good Life.”

I think there is a contradiction (surprise to few, no doubt!) in the notions of “adventurous” and “outgoing” people when taken as in opposition to “security” and “reservation.” It seems to me that in most cases (save the few anomalies) people who tend to take more risks are, in some sense, comfortable & secure in their abilities to do so. Put differently, people can as easily become habituated to their thirst for adventure as they can their thirst for familiarity: there is adventure in security (it can be a long road which takes much effort and work) & there is security in adventure (it can be neglectful of important duties and responsibilities we have as human beings; i.e., we can be comfortable in an adventurous shirking of some forms of dedication).

Me, well, some might say I’m a bit of a risk taker, but others might say I’m not—it depends on who you ask, really. For example, I skateboard which involves grinding and sliding curbs, jumping off and over stuff, and etc., which some people would consider risk taking activity. On the other hand, skateboarding (probably like skiing, snowboarding, and etc.) can be an activity of measured and progressive risk taking, which means that there is comfort zones and security within such risk taking activities. Wrt skateboarding, once we learn to ollie, which is a small risk, then we might try to ollie off or onto a curb. Once we get that, then we might want to try to ollie into a grind & so on. So it might seem risky to some, but to others, they see through this particular illusion of risk, and instead might think we are being tame because we are not trying to 360 flip out of the bowl—if you see what I mean. Again, we can see that risk and safety are like yin and yang: each is present in the other.

Put differently, and dropping the skateboarding metaphor, iszabelle’s advice seems to most echo my thoughts on the matter: push gently at your limits. If you can recognize them, then indeed you can begin to make conscious choices here and there that will test them or enlarge them, but in a way that isn’t going to be near as terrifying as jumping out a plane would tomorrow at dawn—if you’re picking up what I’m puttin’ down.

Also, I like her idea of flipping a coin because I do this occasionally myself—esp. when I find myself in a loop of indecision (which is certainly a form of limitation!). One flip (or best two outta’ three—see, habits are tough to break!) settles the score—even if I do the opposite of the flip (because I sometimes do) at least I am now doing something!
 
 
Jub
08:17 / 08.07.03
Jack - this might be a bit harsh, but bear with me, there is a point:

You said that posting here was quite adventurous for you, but I think the opposite is true. You're friend's given you a lot to think about with her comment about stepping outside your safety zone. You said in someway you understand what she means, but you can't help but live in your writing.... so what do you do but write about it on a website and ask for other people's opinions about what you should do!! - thereby shortcutting any doubt or danger outside of the "safety zone" until you have your answer.

You won't conquer any fears unless you face them, and re-reading your post, I really think you have the confidence to do so. You said you're not published yet - *yet* - there's a confidence there, waiting to come out. But it's up to you.

I can see what you mean about the self-imposed limitations re: your work and showing it to people. Even you realise this is because you are a little unsure of what they might think. That's important, sure, but it's not as important as what *you* think!

If you don't have confidence in yourself, no one else is likely too.
 
 
We're The Great Old Ones Now
08:34 / 08.07.03
Piffle. Any number of writers, artists, and actors are vastly more neurotic than those who publish, exhibit, or cast them.

Jack Q., if you want to get on with the writing, either join a writer's group - preferably the Barbelith one, since it's just started and has its eyes on a destination (I hope it still does); or, start writing something for popular consumption and be open about it - but not so open that you lose the frisson of secrecy between yourself and the page. First time of telling is special, so don't blow the gaff.
 
 
Jub
08:52 / 08.07.03
Nick - I'm not saying writers can't be neurotic. They evidentally are. Jack's problem as I see it goes beyond his writing. His "safety zone" is not confined to writing.

Perhaps I didn't explain very well. My point was, that if JQ's real aim is to test his limitations and not hide away in his writing, asking Barbelith is the wrong way to go about it.

One should have the courage of their convictions. JQ does I'm sure, and I look forward to reading his piece on "charm" shortly.
 
 
Whisky Priestess
08:58 / 08.07.03
A lot seems to ride, for you, on being published, Jack. I am assuming at this point that you are not published, not because you have sent out your stories, poems, novel etc. to hundreds of publishers and magazines but have been rejected every single time, but because you have sent your work out to no-one at all.

Thing is, this publication thing seems to be very important to you, and I can see why: if you are timid in other areas of your life but live through your writing, to have that huge (important, secret) part of your life validated by publication would be a real vindication of the way you choose to live. However, you have to be in it to win it. I keep hoping vaguely every Saturday night for a big win on the lottery, until I remmeber that I never actually buy a ticket.

I have numerous friends who frustrate me by being obviously better at writing than a number of published authors, but fail to commit to something they say they really want to do by either never sending their work out, or never completing it. The only way you get your work read and published - which is something you admit that you want - is to take a risk and allow strangers, editors, competition judges etc. to see it. Now I might be overstating the case because my approach is the total saturation one: I enter every writing competition going and send stuff off all the time. I've entered dozens of competitions I haven't won, but it's worth all the entry fees and rejection slips for the ones that I do win (and the prize money - but that's not the main thing). That, and sending things off to magazines, is honestly the only way I've got anywhere in terms of being published, and if you don't have a novel or collection of poetry to show people, that's the only way to go until you do. So I'd say it's a risk worth taking.
 
 
Whisky Priestess
14:11 / 09.07.03
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy ... where are you, JQ? Are we helping yet?
 
 
Adam Shame
17:55 / 09.07.03
Your friend has your best interests at heart, but they are making you feel bad about yourself. Be careful.

That is a very good point, Ignatius. I don't really blame her though. I keep my best hidden from everyone and fear showing all my colours. If then, they say, Well, that was boring. - now, THAT would make me feel bad.

She does push hard sometimes, and even uses trickery to pull me out and be, as she refers to it "your true realised self". Still, I do prefer to do things in my own time. I am not the sort to be pushed or coerced into anything, not even by my best friend. She does mean well, I know she does...but I have to do it on my own.

Strange having friends like her.

So, I am in agreement with you Iszabelle. Taking one's time is important because those self-imposed limitations must be there for a reason, to protect one from what may seem like an onslaught from the new and sometimes unwelcome sensations that the ripping away of one's veneer can create. Maybe other, braver types would disagree.

Deva: Boredom? I am already there and I am trying to come out the other side. I do see your point though. There seems to be a lot of thrill-seeking going on for the sake of just thrill-seeking. I have a different purpose in mind though, one more of personal evolution...to step outside and beyond myself.

WHICH!, Jub has pointed out, I am not entirely accomplishing by writing about it! That was so insightful, Jub. You got me, indeed! This is a step though, I have many more to go. Confidence plays large part here, I am confident when I write, but this is my friend's issue with me...I should be living much of what I write before I am just too old.

She actually scared me when she said that.

Jub: One should have the courage of their convictions. JQ does I'm sure, and I look forward to reading his piece on "charm" shortly.

Thank you for your confidence in me, Jub. But, should I be taking that bit about "charm" as a compliment also, or am I reading too much into it?

*blushes*

Ah, Whiskey Priestess: What drive! That is so encouraging, knowing that you have not let the setbacks stop you from re-entering your work and pressing on regardless. What spirit! Even though this is a very comfortabloe aspect of my life (the writer part), entering a contest would be a leap for me. I will have to look into it. i have already joined a writing group.

Thank you all so much, thus far. More insights and advice are certainly welcome.

Cheers! (As you say )
 
 
ibis the being
19:13 / 09.07.03
I think imposing limitations on yourself has a lot to do with typecasting yourself. You think, well, I'm not the touchy-feely type, never have been. Then one day you really need a hug, but you won't say this to your friends because you figure that would be really out of character and they'd laugh or suddenly think of you as strange. You think, well, now that I've told everyone I only write for myself, I can't try to get published, because they'll all think I was lying/hypocritical/scared. I'm the sort that doesn't ask for advice... I'm the sort that doesn't express my feelings... and so on. Do you really fear the judgment of others? Someone famous said, I paraphrase, you'd stop worrying about what others thought of you if you realized how little they did (sorry I can't remember who said that). Or would stepping outside of your normal behavior bring on some sort of identity crisis?
When I've been fed up with certain self-imposed limitations, my solution has been to act impulsively... do something outside of my comfort zone quickly, before I can think too much about it. Alternatively, if I've already thought too much, I've found a way to flick the switch off (I almost visualize it) and just go/do/speak. Most often I use this trick when I have to say something I'm terribly nervous about saying, since I'm "not the type" to be assertive.
 
 
Adam Shame
14:14 / 11.07.03
Oooh...."charms"

*blush*







Right then.
 
  
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