“If money is where you find happiness, you’ll always be poor.”
-NF, Remember This
Everyone seems to be constantly searching for something to make them feel whole; something to give them a sense of achievement and positive progress. I’m not saying it’s a bad thing–I’m the same. Personally, I think all humans are born with a natural emptiness we spend our whole lives trying to fill.
If someone says success is a moving target that can’t be hit, I’d say they’re wrong. I’d say they’re only saying that because what they want doesn’t really exist–it’s all materialistic and superficial. Stuff that could be blown away in the wind: Job promotions, new titles, a bigger office…
“The real you isn’t defined by the size of your office. The real you is who you are when nobody’s watching.”
Now, everyone’s different. We each have our ideas of “success,” so I’m not saying there’s one answer to the title question. But I do think the overall meaning of the word has been severely butchered and mutilated at the hands of Hollywood.
“You spend your whole life worrying about what’s in your wallet. For what? That money won’t show up in your coffin.”
What’s my idea of success? Why, I’m so glad you asked 😉
In short–passion. To build a legacy, brick by brick; book by book. Writing, for me, isn’t about money, though I’d by lying if I said I wouldn’t like my sales to skyrocket. I’d just like to be able to do what I love and support myself and a future family. To be able to help inspire others and wake them up so they can stop sleeping on their dreams instead of chasing them.
Ultimately, to know that I lived for a reason.
“I wanna look at my kids in the face and say I did something admirable.”
Hope I’ve helped 🙂
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If it meant getting back everything you lost, how far wouldn’t you go?
Forensics expert Troy Graves has helped solve a lot of crimes during his career with the Laguna Police Department–but he can’t seem to put back together the pieces of his own life.
When they receive their first letter from the prolific serial killer threatening a seventh victim, the TPK task force fights with everything in their limited power to prevent just that. After years of chasing a serial killer known only as TPK–The Portrait Killer–through the streets of Laguna Niguel, Troy has lost his wife as well as himself. Desperate and eager for a fresh start, he goes behind the back of his Lieutenant to take matters into his own hands. But when he’s able to put a face to the monster, Troy only sees opportunity, and makes a rather unorthodox decision–he asks the killer for help.
Seduced by his lust for greed, Troy seems to forget that every action has a reaction, and that befriending the Devil doesn’t go without consequence.