“Persistence isn’t very glamorous. If genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration, then as a culture we tend to lionize the one percent. We love its flash and dazzle. But great power lies in the other ninety-nine percent.’
“‘It’s not that I’m so smart,’ said Einstein, who was a consummate introvert. ‘It’s that I stay with problems longer.'”
From Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World that Can’t Stop Talking,” by Susan Cain
Or, if you prefer the short, succinct approach:
“80 percent of success is just showing up” — Woody Allen
What prompts this post?
Recently I’ve heard from two bloggers suffering from a common complaint: why are they bothering to blog? One laments the absence of inspiration, of anything really meaningful to say, “not like the rest of you”. The other is convinced that no one listens, no one cares, why don’t we fold our tents and silently steal away?
Both seemed to feel that my situation was different, that I had important (or at least interesting) things to say and am confident that there are those who listen.
Wrong, wrong, wrong. I bet there isn’t a blogger around who doesn’t suffer doubts on these two points a) all of b) most of c) a great deal of the time. Those of us who stay with blogging do so out of, oh, I don’t know exactly what. Sheer habit? Stubbornness? To enlarge our world? A keen desire to make contact, like someone stranded on a desert island tossing a bottle with a note in it into the empty sea? The sheer joy of producing words and images? (That’s a positive motive, isn’t it.)
Or maybe it’s simply an intuition that Einstein and Woody Allen are both right, that persistence and perseverance count in life, that just plain showing-up is somehow its own reward. When drowning, go down three times, come back up four —
I’m talking to all of you, yes, but ultimately I’m talking to myself. Making sense of this for myself, at least for today. And what about you? Where are you in your blogging life? How is it for you? Ultimately I’m talking to everyone who writes. Why? How? From out there in virtual space, I’m craving a word —-