As I get older I start to see how pointless the pursuit of success is. Or at least what I use to think of as success. All I ever wanted was to be in the limelight, have fame and money, now I wanted that so I could fund my own projects. That has always been my main goal, to write and create worlds, and in order to do that, well you need money, or at least people who will give you money. So that is what I went after. But that is backwards. You don't chase the rewards so you can do the art. You chase the art and hope that the rewards come.
It's a hard thing to understand when you live paycheck to paycheck. When money is needed for simple things like rent and food. But going after your goals, without stressing about the outcome is the only way to feel truly happy. If only the world worked like that. Most of us aren't that lucky. We have to find ways to make ends meet while we work at our craft, knowing that the odds of us achieving our goals are stacked against us.
It makes me miss being a child, when you could work at it, without having to worry about what will come out of it. As we get older, that freedom vanishes and we are forced to deal with the pressures of the real world.
I'm not sure what made me write this today, just some thoughts that were rolling through my head. There is a path to making the art you want and making a living. I just haven't found it yet. The goal is to find it. Pure and simple. I hope all of you do the same.
Till next time,
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Jonathan Gutheinz vents about everything under the sun.