Posts Categorized: Purpose

The right motivation

Realtalk: How many times have you started a project with a burst of motivation and dream and then it just… fizzled out? Not with a bang, but with a whimper? (Or dreamt about it and planned it, but never started it?) Believe me, I’m not wielding the Scepter of Snooty Judgment here. I used to… Read more »

2015 Year in Review – Seven Figures, World Domination, Chaos, Time for a Mojito

It’s been a crazy fucking year. A mixture of horrible things, wonderful things; a mixture of things that happened to me, and things I made happen. It wasn’t boring for a single second. (“May you live in interesting times” – a curse indeed.) My year really kicked off, in October 2014 — yes, yes, I… Read more »

Lies and deception in the Make Money Online industry

Sex, money, health — those are the three skeeviest industries in the world. I operate in one of them. Our class 30×500 is, broadly speaking, a Make Money Online product. Our business “neighbors” fascinate me. Last week, I spent several hours devouring a 40-page forum thread about one of our (putative) competitors. Every single person,… Read more »

How Your “Fuck This!” Moment Changes Everything

“I’m going to write a book.” “I’m going to build a SaaS app.” “I’m going to quit my job and travel the world.” Sound familiar? How often are these statements followed by action — real action? We all know That Guy. We all know people who spend all their time talking about what they want,… Read more »

Oxygen Mask Entrepreneurship

Back when I was 24-25, I told myself that our brand new baby business would be doing $1-2 million a year by the time I turned 30. My 30th birthday is Sunday. Did we make it? Nope. Am I sad? Nope! So, should I then be giving thanks to the overweening power of subconscious self-protection… Read more »

Memento Mori.

A twitter stream just made me cry. Not just a little sympathy moistness, but that slow, swollen, throat-searing kind of crying. The still-tearing-up-half-an-hour-later kind. The fuck-it-I-have-to-write kind. It was really just a handful of so very modest messages. Amanda (@TrappedAtMyDesk) died of brain cancer. She tweeted her diagnosis, quitting her job, the last trip she… Read more »