You know how people say it’s the journey not the result that counts? Really? I mean doesn’t that sound like a rationale from people who don’t get results. Also, what’s so great about the journey? It’s full of hardship and suffering and self-doubt and insecurity and rejection and humiliation and pain and financial strife and snubs and perceived snubs. Aren’t the results what you really want? Would I really keep writing screenplays if I didn’t think that somehow, somewhere a producer might spit in my kasha? Do I love it that much that I would just stay on the journey, clop clop clop, if I didn’t eventually get some nod from the universe that I wasn’t a dumb shit? I don’t know. I mean: I’m asking? No one hires me to go on a journey. THey want their book sold. Okay, that’s different. Don’t people pursue what they are generally good at anyway? I’m never going to be a zumba instructor, a phlebotomist, or a senator.
What are you: journey or result? Be honest.
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