But, in 2011, I did something that many fat people would never think of doing: I traveled by airplane from Tucson, Arizona to Manila, Philippines, and survived to tell about it.
What happens when you fail? Do you give up when you have a setback? Do you wonder if you aren’t good enough? Are you worried about what other people think of you? Do you feel removed from your friends because you aren’t a winner like they are?
A few days after arriving in the Philippines, I woke to get ready for church. I was feeling a bit uncomfortable in my stomach like I had to do a poop, but I thought I would be okay because I was still a bit constipated from the 22-hour flight a
am infamously known for telling creatives that they don’t need a blog or website like everyone is telling them they should have. The internet is clogged up with worthless blogs and adding another is a waste of time if you are unwilling to put in the time and effort to make it worthwhile.
Starting your own self-hosted blog can be overwhelming and many don’t know where to start. There can be confusing information on the web or well-meaning people giving you bad advice.
Has blogging as usual ever worked, except for selling courses on how to make money blogging? It’s time we thought about the things we are teaching others about the world of blogging before we doom another generation to failure and destitution.
I don’t consider myself a blogging “expert,” but I do know enough and have over 20 years of experience. Do you know how often someone asks me how to make money blogging or how an average person can make money with a blog?
When I came to the Philippines in 2011, many things were different than they are now. Today, people aren’t traveling as much. Whether people are scared of viruses, or they just don’t have the money, we don’t see as many people coming to the Philippines as expats.
There are times when I don’t do it, like when I am “in flow,” and my writing is effortless and natural. I wish I could say flow happens a lot, but it doesn’t.
When I talk or write about it, I always add the caveat that success means different things to different people. For some, money is the true sign of success, while others just want fulfillment.
What if work as we know it could be done by machines, and humans were left to live their lives with a universal basic income, so they could pursue interests like art and music?
Thirty years ago, I had a dream. I dreamed that computer technology improved exponentially until computers became a trillion times more intelligent than any human could be. Instead of destroying the human race, these computers set out to help the humans who had created them.