A Note of Support for All My Dreamers Getting Their Ideas Pooh-Poohed By Their Family, Their Friends, Their Spouses, and Their Neighbors (Fucking Neighbors, Am I Right?)

In the year 2010, friends would call and say: “So, how’s your blooooooooggggggg?”

The tone was obvious: How’s your cute little imaginary friend that you think is going to save you from the real world that the rest of us have to suffer through?

The year 2011, I made $103,000 with that blog—a far cry from the $26 I started with, as I twisted and turned in the backseat of my car in the middle of a night in a Kmart parking lot. Then I went on to make a million. Then I went on to travel the world. Then I went on to build the publishing company of my dreams, and get represented by the literary agency of my dreams, and build the lifestyle of my dreams—none of which includes “suffering every damn day because some yahoo said that’s what the real world is and I should just suck it up.”

If you have an inkling to do something, do it.
If you have an idea about something, believe in it.
If you have even the slightest bit of curiosity around something, follow it.

And let them send their digs.

Because this world is made up of people who do, and people who are angry at themselves for not having the ingenuity nor the guts—thereby rendering their opinions automatically biased. Don’t do what I can’t; stay here with me, at my level, in my kiddie pool of tears.

But their incompetencies are not a valid reason for yours.

And with every dig you receive, take it as confirmation that sometimes, it’s better to be wrong—than right.

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