Talking about my ideal client in 2019
In 2019 I began a blog called “Becoming Breezy.” I had been chronicling my journey since age 4 when I first started learning to label my pictures. This was me doing my best to articulate why I was constantly writing, what the sense of purpose was that kept driving me forward to share words. I find it fascinating to look back on now.
My ideal reader is like the embodiment of “Everyman” in literary classes.
They can be man or woman, although I feel I will probably connect more with female readers simply because i THINK like a woman. My experiences are more typical to those a woman might experience. So maybe “Everywoman.”
My ideal reader can be any age.. but my writing will probably resonate more with those in their late 20s/30s because that’s the “stage” of life I am in.
I want to capture the essence of all of my stages in my writing, though— my childhood being vague and scary, my teenage years being overwhelming and messy, my early adult years being chaotic and unstable.. all the way to now, where I am beginning to learn who i am and why i am.
My ideal reader can be in any stage of life. She can live anywhere, with anyone. She may be in college, she may have dropped out. She may have a steady, reliable job, or she may worry about paying her next bill. She may be self employed or possibly even wondering if that would be the right option for her.
She may be childless, and wish to never have children of her own. She may be facing infertility and several miscarriages, or she may have a child at home, or even three kids who outnumber her and keep her on her toes!
She may be a pet mama, a cat lady, a reptile collector.. any and all of the above. She is whoever she has decided to be, and she wants to learn to embrace exactly who she has become in this crazy, swirling vortex of experiences we call reality.
What do all of these “ideal readers” have in common?
They have all experienced some form of heartbreak, some kind of catastrophe, some internal sense of incompetency, that drives them to want to do better and be better. My ideal reader is a strong individual, whether she realizes it or not. she is a survivor, and she can do great and amazing things.
I am reaching out to those who occasionally feel as if they’ve lost faith in humanity.. but then come to their senses and realize that they still love deeply, no matter the hardships or wrongdoings they’ve faced. They love.. and they give.. and they still feel empty, somehow. Because they can’t quite place where they fit in the world, or in their community, or even in their own head.
I’m reaching out to the reader who is on a mission to understand self. What does it mean to be happy? What does it mean to be successful? Are there limits to who we can become? How can we balance the responsibilities of community and self care while we grow into the best versions of ourselves? How do we know if we’re doing the right thing? At the root of it all, why does any of this matter??
My plan is to figure this out together. I welcome feedback eagerly, and I crave to learn more about my reader as i go. In life, I’ve found that we lose the ability to nurture self if we don’t foster it and practice daily. I aim to practice diligently and with an open mind, so that my experiences may benefit others. Perhaps we can stumble upon some of these answers together, if my reader is game to try.
What pieces of your past can you look back on now, and see the framework of your core values peeking through in all that you did? Can you remember a nudge or an urge to do something that still exists today, even if it’s deep down? I’d love to hear more about it.
