Being opinionless has never been my problem. Being discreet about my opinion, well, I only occasionally have managed that. I once got into trouble for a blog post, actually just a response to a blog post, that ended up costing me quite a few dollars and within certain circles damaged my reputation as well. It was not identifiable to client in any way except decision processes, but when condemned I confessed. I am nothing if not truthful. It wasn't my finest moment.
Tonight I almost did it again. I read an article on CNN and thought a particular Congressperson had the perspective all wrong on a point. I have never written to a government official before but decided it was time to start. I composed my letter on the contact website, perfected it, then, right before sending I erased it - just like so many blogs I have written here since the incident previously mentioned.
Am I afraid? In a word, yes. I am afraid of the negative consequences of speaking my mind - on big public topics that beg for opinion, and on little topics that I feel like commenting on. Real estate is not that great in Michigan to allow me to offend anyone. Gaining fans with my opinion? Like that old adage, they'll be ten complaints for something done wrong to every one praise for something done right. How do I know beforehand if my opinion is "wrong" or "right"?
In the interest of my business right now, I don't dare risk it. I must say though, I am getting mighty bored and there will come a time when this top will blow. The blogs I would write, the drafts on hold, I guess they will have to hold until the market turns and I have the luxury of losing clients. We are getting there, I am getting there, the market having driven so many Ann Arbor area realtors out of the marketplace. I am busy, even if the deals are low dollars.
I am looking forward to being myself again, tempered though, as life tends to do to us. Underneath, understand that I will be seething, opinionated, impassioned, no matter how measured the words. I have a lot to say and I can't wait to be talking again.
In the meantime, I could post stats and my listings, and do a lot of commenting. I could recycle other people's topics in my own words (no plagiarism, that I promise), or supply links to expert opinions and hope to benefit from that. I could re-blog too.
You know what? I don't want to do any of that. I want to say what is on my mind, lose the potential clients who may not agree, and earn the clients who do agree. I like original thoughts; I am quirky like that. For the moment though, mum is me. I am hoping 2009 will allow the changes I need to see. Things are looking good so far but it is too early to tell.
I hate being vanilla. Butter pecan is my passion and I truly despise mint chocolate anything. I can't get into too much trouble with these ice cream admisssions, can I? One never knows....
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