People often think of success as a singular moment. It’s not.
Think of it this way. One day you get sick and tired of always being sick and tired by the way you look. You can’t stand seeing yourself in the mirror, so you decide it’s time to go to the gym.
You workout for a day. What happens after that? Do you see any results? Do the people around you?
If nothing changed, are you a failure? What happened?
Do a lot of people give up because after one, two, twenty workouts, there’s still no visible change? There’s no one to acknowledge their work? What if they quit, and then start over, and then quit again, and then start again… and one day, they just keep going?
If they keep working out, going to the gym, day in and day out, and then, one day, they look in the mirror and they go like, “Wow.” And all their friends and family congratulate them on what they achieved.
Is that the moment when they became successful? Or did everything before that moment lead to the moment when everyone else acknowledged their success?
I’d say they were a success from the moment they picked up their first weight or stepped for the first time on the treadmill. And they were a success during their second workout, their third…
They were a success when they failed to go to the gym, or when they failed to go on that run, or when they quit working out for a month or two…
Failure and success are not opposites. And success is not the about achieving a goal, obtaining something, or being admire by people. Being successful means enjoying a process that you know will help shape the person you want to be.
And you know what’s the funny part about all this?
That failure is an integral part of it all.
Without failure, there’s no success. There’s no reason to succeed.
The average person quits smoking anywhere between 6 to 30 times before finally giving up. Imagine that they do give up. On their eighth attempt. When did they fail? When did they succeed? Could they have managed to give up entirely on smoking were it not for the failed attempts and what those attempts taught them?
There are those of you who know that I own and operate four different blogs:
But let’s break it down, shall we?
This blog, yes, I never gave up, and I never spent more than a couple days without posting something. Three days max.
But irevuo? Well, I had a WordPress.org website that was almost impossible to maintain, spent a lot of money, was working two weeks, sixteen hours a day, to get a magazine done, and I quit. I then moved everything to a WordPress.com website. Gave up on that one. Tried again. Then quit again. Tried to revive it last Autumn with a friend of mine. We were writing movie reviews, basically. A few posts about books and stuff. Kept at it long enough to reach 5,000 followers, then quit again.
Not it’s being revived again.
Back in spring, I decided to create an e-store for irevuo. Talked with some artist friends of mine, they gave me the designs to create prints, t-shirts, and merchandise. Also, I wanted to release e-books and paperbacks under the irevuo brand, it acting as a sort of publishing house for my fiction as well as some great public domain novels written by very talented Romanian authors that I’d plan to translate into English. And various other authors.
An online art gallery and publishing house.
I created a Shopify e-store, purchased a new domain for the e-store, had to learn a lot of stuff in Adobe Illustrator, and then I’d spend $50 on ads, and all I sold during the first month was a bunch of paperbacks for some $20.
All in all, I spent over $2,000 and spent well over 200 hours for twenty bucks…
Thousands of dollars spent on camera equipment for my YouTube channel, only two create stuff that was not up to par with what I wanted to do… I was faced with a learning curve so steep that I didn’t have the time, the financial resources, or the patience to learn how to do vlogging well enough to earn any significant income from it.
And don’t even get me started on posting a story every single week… there’s always something to keep me from writing fiction. ALWAYS.
What else did I fail at?
Oh, I have a few books on Amazon and stuff. Novels, short stories, essays. I also have about ten times more unfinished manuscripts collecting virtual dust on Google Docs.
The first novel I ever released sold 2 e-book and 2 paperbacks in 3 months, after which I unpublished it from Amazon.
My first month of blogging?
500 views total, and 3 copies of a short story sold via Amazon, earning me $1.05 before taxes…
Yeah, I fail quite often. And I fail a lot more than your average Joe.
Because I also want to succeed. I also want to achieve things. I like the process of expansion, of being brave, of feeling the fear and doing it anyway.
So, how would I define success, so it does not make us anxious when it does not happen overnight?
Success is the process of doing what you know is right, whether you feel like it or not, whether people approve or not, and doing it over and over again, despite obstacles or setbacks.
That is all.
These are the kind of posts that I’d like to share on The Dash. A new blog I’d like to create, its main theme being motivation, becoming your best self, and success.
I am excited to be creating the kind of content that inspires folks to take action.
If you believe in this dream of mine, you can donate any amount you see fit via PayPal here.
$198 left to raise.
Any amount matters. Any amount helps.
As they say, little by little, a little becomes a lot.