I recently read an article that outlined tips for becoming successful, or more specifically for becoming famous. Many were the run-of-the-mill things like "always be selling" or "concentrate all your efforts for 9-36 months and do NOT give up during the lulls." Those are the kinds of tidbits you can find in almost any motivational article no matter what it is you are trying to accomplish (in this case, authoring and selling freelance articles while getting famous at it).
One piece of advice in the article (it's an email newsletter, actually) stated that one should "Know or learn more about the topic than 98% of the population." Seriously? How does one even gauge such a thing? On top of that, I would venture that 98% of the population doesn't believe they know something (ANYTHING) more than 98% of the population.
Of course, "the population" is a loose enough term (as is "famous") that this bit of advice almost reads like a horoscope or fortune from a fortune cookie. I am by no means "famous." Or am I? What is "fame" and what do I know that 98% of the people in my circle of "fame" don't? This is where the words begin to play tricks on you. In my mind, "famous" is Stephen King, George Lucas, Bill Gates, Vlad Mazek, Ben Henry, Ree Drummond and the likes. Oh, I know you're thinking, "who are some of those people?" And that is my point. The first three are generally uber-famous in American culture. The next ones are "famous" in certain circles. Vlad is famous for his knowledge of the Microsoft partnership program and his various back office applications. Ben is famous in card-collecting circles (namely baseball cards). Ree is famous for being a city girl who married "the Marlboro Man (as she calls her husband)" and started writing about it.
So, do *they* know more about their respective topics than 98% of the population? As a whole in the world at large? Maybe, maybe not. But, what about among those that follow them? Probably so.
How does this translate to our everyday world? First of all, I will be the first to tell anyone that I am a "jack-of-all-trades, master of none." I know about 2% of any given topic, if that much. I would guess that many of us feel that way about anything (or maybe everything) we know. We are the 98% that others know more about a topic than we do. In a given area. So, the "trick" (as it were) is to figure out where those percentages are reversed and then figure out how to make the most of those areas.
Do I know more than 98% of the population about blogging? Heck no. Not even in my ever-growing circle of friends, family and acquaintances! Computers (troubleshooting and repair)? Nope. In my circle, I am probably at the 50/50 mark. Okay, how about self-publishing? Maybe, but probably not 98%. Maybe 60-75% at most. How about self-publishing with Lulu.com? I'd say yes. Now, do I know more than 98% of the people in the world about that? No way. One look around the forums on that site, and I quickly find myself in the 98% who ask the questions. But, among my peers, friends and family? I'd say 98% is a safe number. Off the top of my head, I can think of fewer than a handful of folks that have used the service (I hope to convince people to change that though!).
Now, am I "famous" for it? Heck no. Or at least I don't see myself that way. The key, though, is to keep at it and to keep learning and sharing what I learn. Same holds true for anyone in any field. I think everyone knows something that 98% of the people they talk to, work with, or live with DON'T know, or know very little about. So, we must find that thing (or those things) we know and then SHARE what we know.
How do we find that thing? The easy way would be to stop and think about the thing(s) that people ask you about - teaching, gardening, computers, publishing, engines, baseball cards, grant writing, whatever. Now, once you figure that out (a lot easier said than done for most of us, I think), the next step is to start writing about it. And *that* is the scary part. After all, what if another one of the 2% who knows something about your topic finds your posts and points out mistakes!? I have learned what to do when this happens: Thank them and fix it.
Seriously. That's it. Figure out what you enjoy and what people generally come to you about advice. Start a blog and begin writing about it. When someone questions you on something you've written, get the facts and if you need to fix it, then thank the person for pointing it out and fix it. You'll be amazed at how many people will still read along, and who appreciate your willingness to admit when things aren't right. I run into that with my Indians baseball card posts all the time. At first, I was embarrassed and nearly quit posting because I *know* I am not "the expert" about the topic. But, you know what? I am the "expert" of my own love for the team and of my own collection of cards.
What about my writing? I am not a writing expert by any stretch. I am not a "lulu.com" expert. I am an expert in my *own* journey as a writer and self-publisher and I can (and do) share that. I am not an expert in all the technology-related things I know, but I am the expert in *my own* experience with those things. If I can share my experiences and my insights with someone (anyone) that benefits, then I'm ecstatic. Am I "famous" for the things I know and share? I suppose in a way, I am among the folks I know. And, once you start writing about what you know, you will be too. Just remember: Fame is fleeting, Never let any kind of fame go to your head, and Fame does not necessarily equal monetary rewards. Be okay with those, and you'll do fine.
And, if you do start working on building your fame (or just start writing about what you know regarding a particular topic), let me know. I'd like to come along for the ride. After all, this blog started because I wanted a place to post my notes on the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood and a list of commands for an old Commodore 64 program (Little Computer People). Who knows what'll come up if you start jotting down the things that pop into your own head!
*footnote: "among the folks I know" is the key phrase. True "fame" comes when people know who you are whether or not you know them by name. In the respect of "true fame," I do not even pretend to be famous. INfamous, perhaps.
My head is full of random thoughts and generally useless tidbits of information. I figure I just as well share them with the rest of the world...
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Aug 21, 2010
Jun 3, 2009
What I've been up to lately
You know, once your HEMI hits 100,000 miles, there is a feeling of pride, accomplishment, and well, in my case, utter shock. I've never owned a vehicle that lasted long enough to get that many miles. For the most part, I get rid of a vehicle after about 3 years no matter what I owe or what it's worth. But, from the first time I got in my truck, I knew I had to have it and keep it.
What's in store for my truck? well, I still owe on it - about a year. Once it's paid off, I am hoping to let it hang out and use it as we need to. Then, when Tyler turns 16, he will either get the truck or I will pass my 'vehicle after the truck' on to him. I'll just have to wait and see how things are going when Tyler reaches the scary age of legal driving.
In the meantime, I have been busy online, too. See, I may have mentioned on here that my Aunt sent me a shoebox full of cards. If I haven't mentioned it, well, there ya go - she did!
There were so many cards, I had to break the posts into four separate discussions!
Baseball Edition
Football Edition
Hockey Edition
And "The everything else" edition
Feel free to check those out, but I warn you, the baseball one is pretty long!
I have also been adding to "A pack to be Named Later" where the card-collecting community is trying to open at least one pack of every kind of trading card ever made. My latest "creation?" A post in which I used "The Cat in the Hat" as the launching pad for a post about a couple packs of cards that were made in conjunction with the movie starring Mike Meyers. Wanna read it? sure you do... It's right HERE...
I have also been visiting Mom in the hospital every day (except today - Wednesday - because I got home late from a work-related road trip). She is battling whatever it is that is making her intestines go haywire. I am going to talk to her doctor about it myself. It's basically gone on for two years, and it's way beyond letting things simply go on like they are just because they can't figure out what's wrong. Sometimes, you have to stop trying to find out what's wrong and just move forward with getting life back to normal, or as close to whatever 'normal' will be.
I know that seems impatient of me, and much of it comes from the frustration of it all. I'm sure I'll calm down eventually. :-)
I'm also working on my next installment of "40 Things..." So be looking for that soon!
What's in store for my truck? well, I still owe on it - about a year. Once it's paid off, I am hoping to let it hang out and use it as we need to. Then, when Tyler turns 16, he will either get the truck or I will pass my 'vehicle after the truck' on to him. I'll just have to wait and see how things are going when Tyler reaches the scary age of legal driving.
In the meantime, I have been busy online, too. See, I may have mentioned on here that my Aunt sent me a shoebox full of cards. If I haven't mentioned it, well, there ya go - she did!
There were so many cards, I had to break the posts into four separate discussions!
Baseball Edition
Football Edition
Hockey Edition
And "The everything else" edition
Feel free to check those out, but I warn you, the baseball one is pretty long!
I have also been adding to "A pack to be Named Later" where the card-collecting community is trying to open at least one pack of every kind of trading card ever made. My latest "creation?" A post in which I used "The Cat in the Hat" as the launching pad for a post about a couple packs of cards that were made in conjunction with the movie starring Mike Meyers. Wanna read it? sure you do... It's right HERE...
I have also been visiting Mom in the hospital every day (except today - Wednesday - because I got home late from a work-related road trip). She is battling whatever it is that is making her intestines go haywire. I am going to talk to her doctor about it myself. It's basically gone on for two years, and it's way beyond letting things simply go on like they are just because they can't figure out what's wrong. Sometimes, you have to stop trying to find out what's wrong and just move forward with getting life back to normal, or as close to whatever 'normal' will be.
I know that seems impatient of me, and much of it comes from the frustration of it all. I'm sure I'll calm down eventually. :-)
I'm also working on my next installment of "40 Things..." So be looking for that soon!
May 17, 2009
Keeping up
I twitter every once in a blue moon. I FaceBook almost every day or every few days. I write for several card-related blogs every other day or so. Yet, the blog that started it all for me (that would be this one) goes neglected for undetermined amounts of time.
The funny thing is that I don't post on here as much as I'd like to for a couple reasons. First of all, the space between my ears is generally void of anything worth sharing. Really. I mean, yeah, I have a gazillion bits of useless trivia running around in there, but rarely does the occasion come about to actually share any of it. Second, most folks that I know read this are also on FaceBook, which means y'all already know what's happening because I rip off quick little posts about what I'm doing.
But, I have high expectations for myself when posting on here. Okay, maybe 'high' is not the right word. But, at midnight, I don't have a better word. so, I usually 'save up' a few things to write about before sharing them with you on here.
Shan and I went to see "Ghosts of Girlfriends Past" on Saturday. Our anniversary is Monday, and we have way too much going on that day to have a celebration, so we opted to do so early.
The movie is predictable - you know the end within the first scene - but, it is pretty entertaining. Michael Douglas looks like the third-string stand-in for Mickey Rourke in the sequel to "The Wrestler." he looks bad, folks. And, the part with the 'teardrops of girlfriends past' was as cheesy as it gets, though the 'chocolates' part was very funny. For me, the best part of the movie was when the 16-year old girl says 'next, we'll watch a montage of your past girlfriends set to ... cyndi lauper's "time after time"' (or something like that). GREAT stuff!
The movie is all chick-flick and is all what-guys-WISH-they-had-been. I would bet most guys have wished they were the 'player' in their pre-marriage days, and if not, then they have the girl in middle school or high school that they wish they had been brave enough to ask out. Okay, maybe not most guys.
In my case, there was Beth P. Beth was the girl most of my friends talked about and wanted to ask out, but none of them ever did. I did. She was sitting on a hillside during football practice. I did not know that she was dating a football player, and luckily so far as I know he never knew I even existed (otherwise I probably wouldn't be writing this now). I walked up to Beth and asked her something stupid about one of our classes, then took a deep breath and asked if she wanted to go out sometime. I braced myself for roaring laughter. Instead, she smiled and said, "I am very flattered, but I have a boyfriend." I thanked her (not really knowing what I was saying) and walked away.
I think it was in that moment that I decided two things: 1) I might not have been quite as dorky as I has thought, and 2) I was just as dorky as I thought. The only thing I could focus on was the fact that she didn't laugh. It was that very exchange that later led me to ask Shan out, even though I knew she had a boyfriend.
Of course, we tend to get in the way of our paths and I almost never did get to date Shan. And later in life, I got way too far in the way of our own path and nearly lost her forever. I thank God every night before I go to sleep at night that I did not lose her. Sometimes, it takes more than we can see to realize that someone truly can be your everything. And, Shan is (and will forever be) my everything.
The funny thing is that I don't post on here as much as I'd like to for a couple reasons. First of all, the space between my ears is generally void of anything worth sharing. Really. I mean, yeah, I have a gazillion bits of useless trivia running around in there, but rarely does the occasion come about to actually share any of it. Second, most folks that I know read this are also on FaceBook, which means y'all already know what's happening because I rip off quick little posts about what I'm doing.
But, I have high expectations for myself when posting on here. Okay, maybe 'high' is not the right word. But, at midnight, I don't have a better word. so, I usually 'save up' a few things to write about before sharing them with you on here.
Shan and I went to see "Ghosts of Girlfriends Past" on Saturday. Our anniversary is Monday, and we have way too much going on that day to have a celebration, so we opted to do so early.
The movie is predictable - you know the end within the first scene - but, it is pretty entertaining. Michael Douglas looks like the third-string stand-in for Mickey Rourke in the sequel to "The Wrestler." he looks bad, folks. And, the part with the 'teardrops of girlfriends past' was as cheesy as it gets, though the 'chocolates' part was very funny. For me, the best part of the movie was when the 16-year old girl says 'next, we'll watch a montage of your past girlfriends set to ... cyndi lauper's "time after time"' (or something like that). GREAT stuff!
The movie is all chick-flick and is all what-guys-WISH-they-had-been. I would bet most guys have wished they were the 'player' in their pre-marriage days, and if not, then they have the girl in middle school or high school that they wish they had been brave enough to ask out. Okay, maybe not most guys.
In my case, there was Beth P. Beth was the girl most of my friends talked about and wanted to ask out, but none of them ever did. I did. She was sitting on a hillside during football practice. I did not know that she was dating a football player, and luckily so far as I know he never knew I even existed (otherwise I probably wouldn't be writing this now). I walked up to Beth and asked her something stupid about one of our classes, then took a deep breath and asked if she wanted to go out sometime. I braced myself for roaring laughter. Instead, she smiled and said, "I am very flattered, but I have a boyfriend." I thanked her (not really knowing what I was saying) and walked away.
I think it was in that moment that I decided two things: 1) I might not have been quite as dorky as I has thought, and 2) I was just as dorky as I thought. The only thing I could focus on was the fact that she didn't laugh. It was that very exchange that later led me to ask Shan out, even though I knew she had a boyfriend.
Of course, we tend to get in the way of our paths and I almost never did get to date Shan. And later in life, I got way too far in the way of our own path and nearly lost her forever. I thank God every night before I go to sleep at night that I did not lose her. Sometimes, it takes more than we can see to realize that someone truly can be your everything. And, Shan is (and will forever be) my everything.
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