The Productive Creative


Category: My Great Resignation

  • Loafing


    I really like this word, loafing.

    Is it a privilege of social class, or a measure of success? Maybe it’s just a state of mind.

    Ernie J. Zelinski talks about creative loafing, a constructive state of creativity.

    Loafing makes me think of Richard Branson wearing a sweater instead of a suit. Something about success that doesn’t need to impress.

    Perhaps it’s part of the greater resignation I have in mind. A successful career, filled with creative flow, and without hustle.

    I’ve started wearing slippers, during my ‘work’ hours, as a reminder to loaf more and be creative.


  • A Greater Resignation

    A Greater Resignation

    The Great Resignation Isn’t So Great

    When I had a permanent employment job that I disliked, the phrase ‘great resignation’ sounded very appealing.

    I assumed it was about the opportunities made possible by the creator economy. That people could quit the world of fixed employment for a company and all the culture and practices that go with that lifestyle. We’d take the new opportunities to work for ourselves.

    Instead, it turned out that this ‘great’ resignation was about people quitting their jobs to find another permanent employment with better work conditions. I found that to be a thin vision.

    I want to work on my own terms and to take ownership of my day. For work that makes my life feel ‘great’.

  • Is This My Great Resignation?

    Is This My Great Resignation?

    It’s a question, because it isn’t great yet.

    I don’t have much evidence of future success. I haven’t gathered the statistics on blogger success rates. That’s not the point. The point is that this change, away from permanent employment, is what I felt driven to do.

    Previously, my work life had always moved in the direction of greater freedom. From living at home in a small town; then university in a big city; then a job with my first real money; then backpacking abroad; to discovering I could travel the world as a freelance consultant.

    Then everything collapsed and I needed to return to a regular day job. It felt like prison. I’d heard about the creator economy and then the great resignation. It sounded more like the great escape. So I jumped. Back to the family home, to my old bedroom, with two years’ cash if I eat a lot of brown rice.

    At least I’m back on the path of freedom.