Find (and nurture) your shoulder devils

Find (and nurture) your shoulder devils
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Part III of The Edinburgh Cycle: five unlikely and useful things about creativity I learned from performing at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe

Making anything is frightening. If you make something, it’s going to be looked at. And people might say mean things about the thing you made. And about you.

There’s a lot you can do to keep yourself moving forward. I’ve already talked about how I will finesse the Dunning-Kruger effect and gather project restrictions to get started and keep going.

But sometimes I can’t supply all the energy I need. I worry about mean things being said, and I falter.

Sometimes I need a little help. I need a shoulder devil. A shoulder devil sitting on my left shoulder (umero sinister) is a key ally in my creative work.

"Shoulder devil? Like in Bugs Bunny?"

Yeah! You know what I’m talking about. A cartoon character will face a moral dilemma, and two little doppelgangers will poof into existence on each shoulder, one an angel, one a devil. Each giving him conflicting advice. Usually, the angel is saying “no,” while the devil is saying “yes.”

And when it comes to making stuff, a single “yes” can be worth a dozen “no’s.”

So let’s explore the challenging blessings of shoulder devils. After the news.


What’s going on?

  • The truth can now be told! Your Parasite and You has been selected to be part of the A Night of Horror Film Festival! I was in this festival back when it was in its original home of Sydney, Australia. How did it get from there to Eau Claire, Wisconsin? I don’t know but I’ll bet it’s a story. If I find out, I’ll let you know.

Up the cliff...

Getting to the Endiburgh Fringe was a two year process. And that process began with a couple of pushes I got from a my two very bestest shoulder devils.

I would not have known getting to the Fringe was even possible if my brilliant and talented wife hadn’t struck up a conversation with a New Zealand tour guide after he mentioned in passing that he had performed at the Fringe himself.

I was in full shy mode at the time, and wasn’t going to ask for details. Mari knew exactly what I was doing, and started up a chat with him anyway. He was delighted to talk about his experiences, and that was where I first learned the shocking truth about The Fringe: They let anybody in. Anybody. All you need to do was rent a venue, and pay a fee to be in the official program. Et voila! You are a performer in the world’s largest performance arts festival.

Of course, you’re on your own to get people to actually show up at your venue, and you’re on your own to keep them in their seats once they show up. But still…it was possible. And more importantly (you will truly understand this if you’re married) my wife said it was okay.

So I found myself standing on the edge of a cliff, overlooking the vast ocean of Fringe possibility. All thanks to a push from my most treasured shoulder devil.

…and over the edge

So there I was, looking at this expanse of potential. But I still wasn’t thinking that it was really for me. Other people did this kind of thing. People like a dear friend of mine, who is a talented and experienced singer/performer. I thought she'd be perfect to perform a recital there.

So I gave her a call. I don’t have an exact transcript, but here’s how I remember it:

Me: Hey, did you know that the Edinburgh Fringe is open access? There's no jury, no auditions. If you hire a venue and pay the fee, you're in. 
Her: Oh, that sounds fun. You should do that. If you write a show, I can even sing backup for you. And I have a friend who’d be perfect to join us!
Me: …okay...

Boom. There it was, the next two years of my life decided. Was I pushed, or did she just clear a path so I could do what I really wanted and step off the cliff myself?

Pohtato, Patahto. Either way, this is what a shoulder devil does.

Couldn’t this get, like, dangerous?

There are good shoulder devils, and bad shoulder devils. If you’re trying to lose weight, have a substance abuse problem, or are trying to spend less time playing Starcraft II: The Heart of the Swarm (just me?), you know all about the bad ones.

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Speaking of getting past the things trying to stop you from making stuff, The War of Art by Steven Pressfield describes this fundamental negative force against creating anything as Resistance. His book has beatiful insights on how to recognize and move past this Resistance. It's one of my favorite books of all time — I even love the layout. Please give it a read.

A good shoulder devil is not the kind that tries to get you to do bad things. A good shoulder devil knows the direction you’re already yearning to go, even if you barely know youself. A good shoulder devil coaxes you to the precipice of your experience, to do more than you thought you could.

They can’t do the actual work for you. You still have to build that thing yourself. And you still have to workshop/edit/test that thing to make sure it does what you want it to.

Shoulder devils are a source of energy and insight to give you the extra oomph to start and to keep going. They encourage you to be more you.


Fun facts to know and share

Your Memories Are Like Paintings
Understanding that memories are interpretations can transform you.

“Our senses, our brains, are not designed to give us the entirety of reality. They’re a window into reality."

This City’s Sewer System Is Full of Alligators, but It’s Not New York

When I saw this was in Florida, I thought “Well, of course."

The ‘Sean McVay Effect’ is real. Data shows average age of NFL coaches is plummeting
NFL coaches are now the youngest in ‘Big Four’ leagues. Does that correlate to performance? USA TODAY Sports’ Coaches Project dives into the data

I was OK when I became older than police officers. I got used to being older than doctors. But young NFL coaches just weird me out.

Czech Dam Project Was Stalled by Bureaucracy. Beavers Built Their Own.

The big question is: are they available to do yardwork? Asking for a friend.

Monticello Dam: Plughole-like whirlpool creates mesmerising display
A rare and compelling drainage feature at a reservoir is triggered for the first time in years by high water levels.

Gorgeous? Ominous? I can’t decide.


Over to you

I've described two of my prime shoulder devils who helped me get on the road to Edinburgh. And they did so much more all throughout the journey, as did many more shoulder devils I met along the way. I owe and love all of them dearly.

Who are your shoulder devils? Who pushes—or pulls—you to be your best? When you’re in the thick of it, in the weeds, in a funk, who’s there with the map? Your shoulder devils may not always send you to comfortable places, but they send you to the places you need to be, the places you’re glad to have been.

I hope you find your own shoulder devils. If you do, cherish them. You deserve great, surprising things in your life.

Until next time, I remain,

Your pal,

Jamie