Nobody would know who I was if I lived in a different time.
There’s nothing special about me.
I just worked extremely hard to tell my story and keep writing.
This is a different time, but a very hard time for people who try to do this. It’s not like you do this and go viral. There’s a lot you have to do to get to the top.
My friends were going to school, racking up lots of debt, doing what their parents want them to do.
I don’t want that boxed in life.
A lot of people thrive on that direction; for me it was just not what I wanted.
I don’t deserve this.
Blog posts. Web copy. All this type of weird stuff. I thought it would be as simple as researching what they wanted.
I realised doing this that a lot of people just don’t know what good writing is. They don’t know how, a lot of people are inept at it.
If you are any good at writing you are pretty well better than most people.
I got published on a couple of bigger websites, that were getting millions of views every month.
Surprise: The World
I decided one day I wanted to go on a road trip. It was like, man I want to see New Orleans, California, I had never been out there.
I was thinking: what is stopping me?
I’m working at my table, why couldn’t I…
I packed everything in the car, stayed in different cities.
I saw the country while working. It changed me big time.
In Bel Air people want to throw holy water on you if they hear you’ve been exposed to liberal ideas.
The same in San Francisco if you tell them you grew up in a conservative household.
I cut across Louisiana, up to Oregon, across to Montana. I would wake up in my tent in and hear the wolves howling, the stars, all that sort of thing. Glacier National Park. They call it the Crown Jewel of the continent.
I went to Utah, Colorada. And then back home.
I had started blogging as Finding Tom. Little things. What to do in New Orleans, Texas, Austin.
Along Came Medium
I made a pact with myself, I am going to write one story a day.
I thought, I’m not going to knock any body’s socks off, but I wanted to get out there.
Crazy enough people started reading and following.
Build Something Awesome.
“Just because nobody is watching you or reading you doesn’t mean your bad. It just means they haven’t discovered you yet.”
That was the moment
I was thinking: One day I’m going to make money blogging, but I have to make it for myself.
I knew it would take years, and it took about 1.5 years to make any substantial inroads.
It was not always of the best quality, that is super-evident, but it gives you a lot more opportunity.
I did it because I enjoyed putting my thoughts on paper.
It has helped me to tighten my perspective on things.
It has made me a better thinker, introduced me to a lot of skepticism, and criticism.
It has taught me a lot. I have grown more in the last two and a half years blogging than I have the rest of my life.
Damned unbelievable.
In the Philippines people come up to him in the street.
I have an event, people come to meet me.
This is just crazy.
I am not that special a person.
There are people putting out more important messages than me.
There might never be another time like this.
You never know what is going to happen.
I can’t lie, this is probably the happiest I have ever been.
Sometimes I sit down and think:
You are frigging blessed right now.