Albert Einstein said, “I have tried 99 times and have failed, but on the 100th time came success.”
If there’s one thing we all have in common, it’s that we all have dreams, and we all have goals. Whether they be microscopic or too grand to wrap your head around, they reside within all of us, eagerly waiting to be brought to life. But, as each of us eventually come to learn, making these dreams a reality isn’t always easy.
Let’s say you’re chasing this dream and have tried 1,392 times to catch it. Each time, you have failed. You feel like you’re giving CPR to a corpse as rigid as a mannequin. It’s pointless. You’re down on your hands and knees, crying, screaming; you’re exhausted, burnt out, lost, and can’t even begin to think of trying again. Not even one more time. You’ve given it your everything and you can’t stand even the thought of facing failure one more time. So, what do you do? You give up. Throw in the towel. Walk away. Move on. It’s over.
But what if…
…what if somewhere written in the stars it said that on your 1,393rd attempt you’d achieve everything you had been working so hard for? What if all those other failed attempts were necessary just to get you to where you need to be?
Well, that’s a door you’d never see opened if you decided to give up.
We’re not always ready when we think we are. As a writer, I’ve had to learn that the hard way. The embarrassing way. When I was 18 I wrote my first book and sent it out to everyone I knew. No one really finished reading it, and years down the road (when I had a better grasp of the craft) I understood why. I had written what I thought was my best work (and at the time, it was), so I was baffled when I kept getting rejection after rejection after rejection, and so on… But now I see that I just wasn’t ready.
“Nothing worth having comes easy.”
If I’m being honest, I was sincerely considering taking a long break from writing (at the least) when I got my acceptance email from Z House. I can’t even begin to tell you about all the late nights and early mornings at the keyboard. All the pieces I thought were my golden tickets toward publication that only brought back either crickets or rejections. Ugh, those damned rejections. They say not to take it personally, but after a while, it’s like, What the hell is happening?!
I was really about to step away from my dream before I got that email. Receiving my first acceptance only revitalized my determination. I was stupid for even considering stopping. Now, so many new doors have opened. Getting published was only the first step, and I couldn’t be more eager to plop myself down at the keyboard with an espresso and a new plot brewing in my head.
Never give up. When you feel like quitting, remember why you started in the first place. It’s okay to go down. It’s inevitable, really. If you don’t fail, then you’re not trying hard enough. It’s okay to cry, and it’s okay to scream… so long as you keep going. What’s not okay is giving up.
Thanks for reading! Hopefully this motivational post gave you enough of a jumpstart to prepare yourself for Monday tomorrow 🙂