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If The World Doesn't End Tomorrow, Don't Quit On Your Dreams

You have a dream, we all do. What's yours? Athlete? Writer? Creator? Game Designer? Husband? Wife? It doesn't matter what it is as long as it's important to you. Whatever it is, don't quit on it, no matter what.

For me, it's being a writer, a full-time storyteller, preferably in the animated film and game industry. Unfortunately, I cannot draw worth a damn, but I can write, and I can plot narrative, so bestselling author is my first step.

I've been a writer my whole life, but I've been actively pursuing this dream since 2008. In those four years, I have failed, quit projects, let people down, blown deadlines and put out complete and utter crap. This is what I keep at the forefront of my mind.

In the back of my mind, I remind myself that I have also become a successful freelancer who is regularly invited to projects, I have been both traditionally and self-published, I have signed publishing contracts, and I have generated revenue with my writing. I must be doing something right. So I keep going.

No matter what your dream is, you will hear "no" far more often than you will hear yes. You will have setbacks. You will lose track of how often you consider quitting. You may fail, on more than one occasion.

But think about it. If this was easy, everyone would do it. I sincerely believe that the only difference between those who make it and those who don't is relentless determination. In my case, every household name--Steven Spielberg, J.K. Rowling, George Lucas, hell, even Stephanie Meyer (hate Twilight all you want, and I admit that I cannot stand it, but that does not mean I don't have tremendous respect for Ms. Meyer and what she's accomplished)--failed on numerous occasions. They almost pulled the plug on Star Wars on multiple occasions. But they did not quit.

So, if the world is not laid to fiery ruin tomorrow, I invite you to continue pursuing what you love. If you don't believe in what you're doing, then no one else will. Along the way, you may gain and lose people who believe in you, but that's part of the process. I challenge you to stick it out , put everything you have into your dream, and dare to succeed.

Best of luck to you.

Thanks for reading.


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