Most advice is useless. It’s given by people who never tested or followed what they’re saying. Take all advice with a grain of salt, especially my own. I mean, let’s face it. I’m freaking living at home with my parents…
Now, the reason you’re here.
What successful people are doing is not helpful for you.
The first version of whatever you make will be bad. Maybe the first 10 versions. So get them down and out of the way.
If you’re writing something, just write what’s on your mind. The important thing is getting something on the paper. That’s it.Get your fingers moving on the keyboard. Write crap. Maybe something will be good. Fuck it though. You’re not making gold on the first go, trust me.
I failed again.
I walked away from Deep’s house. He was supposed to fall in love with my idea. Everyone else liked it. He gave it to me straight instead.
“I don’t know what’s in it for business owners. You need to be able to show them how your product will improve their bottom line. It doesn’t seem like something they really need.”
The words rang in my head. Everything about me felt heavy. He was curious why I wasn’t doing some social justice venture. He recognized my interest when I was younger. I mentioned there’s a social justice element in here, that I could help more people through business.
I could tell he didn’t believe me. I didn’t either.