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Learning to Say the Most Powerful Word in My Creative Vocabulary

Susan's Own
Learning to Say the Most Powerful Word in My Creative Vocabulary

There's a specific kind of dread I used to know intimately. It would arrive the second I hit send on an email agreeing to something I absolutely did not want to do. A podcast collab with someone whose vibe was totally off from mine. A commissioned piece for a brand that, honestly, gave me the ick from the jump. A gallery submission deadline I'd agreed to because saying no felt rude in the moment.

That dread? It was my gut trying to talk to me. It took me an embarrassingly long time to start listening.

The Year I Said Yes to Everything (And Paid Dearly For It)

Back when I was first building out Susan's Own, I operated under the assumption that every opportunity was a gift I had no right to refuse. The creative world felt precarious — like if I turned down one collab, the whole universe of possibility would quietly close its doors on me. So I said yes. To all of it.

I said yes to a joint project with another creator whose aesthetic was the polar opposite of mine. We were supposed to produce a series of illustrated essays together. What we actually produced was three months of passive-aggressive emails, two wildly incompatible drafts, and a creative block that lasted well into the following season. Nothing ever published. We both walked away quietly bruised.

I said yes to a writing gig for a lifestyle brand that wanted my voice but not actually my opinions. I handed over draft after draft, each one a little more diluted than the last, until the final version read like it had been written by a committee — which, effectively, it had. My name was on it. I cringed every time someone mentioned it.

I said yes to social obligations that pulled me away from my studio during the exact windows when I was most creatively alive. I'd show up to brunches and networking events feeling like I'd left the best part of myself at home.

The breaking point came on a Tuesday afternoon in a parking garage. I was sitting in my car after a meeting I'd agreed to attend — for a project I'd agreed to join — with a person I'd agreed to collaborate with — and none of it, not one molecule of it, had anything to do with the work I actually cared about. I cried. Ugly, mascara-smearing, what-am-I-doing-with-my-life crying. And then, somewhere between the tears and the crumpled Trader Joe's receipt on my passenger seat, something shifted.

What Saying No Actually Costs You (Spoiler: Less Than You Think)

Here's the thing nobody tells you when you're starting out: the creative economy runs on a myth of scarcity. The story goes that opportunities are rare, that visibility is everything, and that turning anything down is professional suicide. That myth is mostly nonsense.

When I started declining projects that didn't fit — graciously, professionally, but firmly — the world did not end. A few people were mildly disappointed. One person got a little snippy in their reply. But my work? My actual work started to breathe again.

I had time to finish the personal essay I'd been circling for eight months. I had mental bandwidth to pitch ideas I was genuinely excited about. I stopped waking up at 3 a.m. mentally composing apologies for work I hadn't delivered yet on projects I'd never wanted in the first place.

The opportunities that arrived after I started saying no were, without exception, better aligned with what I was actually building here. Not because the universe rewarded me for my newfound wisdom — I'm skeptical of that kind of narrative — but because I was no longer too exhausted and overextended to recognize and pursue the right ones.

The Practical Mechanics of a Creative 'No'

I want to be real with you: saying no is a skill. It doesn't come naturally to most of us, especially those of us who were raised to equate helpfulness with worth. Here's what actually worked for me.

Buy yourself a buffer. Instead of responding to requests immediately, I started giving myself 24 hours. That window almost always revealed whether my initial excitement was genuine or just the reflexive politeness I'd been performing for years.

Develop a go-to response. Mine is some version of: "Thank you so much for thinking of me — this isn't the right fit for where I am right now, but I appreciate you reaching out." Warm, clear, no lengthy justification required. You don't owe anyone a detailed explanation for protecting your time.

Ask the gut-check question. Before agreeing to anything creative, I ask myself: if this were happening next week instead of two months from now, would I still want to do it? Future-you and present-you should be in agreement.

Distinguish between discomfort and misalignment. This one's important. Saying no isn't a license to avoid every challenging or unfamiliar thing. Some of the best projects I've done scared me a little. The difference is that the fear came from the work itself — the vulnerability of it, the stretch of it — not from a fundamental mismatch in values or vision.

What My Creative Life Looks Like Now

I won't pretend I've become some serene boundary-setting guru who never overcommits. I still occasionally say yes to things I shouldn't, usually out of guilt or excitement that outpaces my better judgment. But the ratio has flipped. Most of what I take on now, I actually want to be doing.

Susan's Own exists because I carved out space for it — and a big part of that carving was learning to say no to things that would have filled that space with noise. The essays I'm most proud of, the art I keep coming back to, the collaborations that have genuinely energized me — all of it grew in the room I made by declining what didn't belong.

Saying no isn't selfish. It's editorial. It's the difference between a creative life that's scattered across a hundred half-hearted commitments and one that's actually, unmistakably yours.

And honestly? That's the whole point.

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