… I’ve spent most of the day fielding messages and setting up fallback plans.
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I mean, when I say „fallback plans”… I’m not a great planner. I wing it, a lot. I listen to the world and try to tell which way the wind is blowing. When I say „plan” I really mean creating the possibility of opportunity. I till the soil to try and grow my own luck. I create options. And I invent things, relentlessly. I am solidly a second-division writer, at best, by any model and definition. But I’m still here because I work and think, a lot, to make new things and try new things. Giving the fuck up is not on the menu.
 
I mean, I’m often a few years too early or a few years too late with my moves. But, hell, I’m still here. Sometimes, being here and still trying to be better is all the victory you need.
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I don’t give up. But I don’t give up myself, either. So I won’t be number one. But I’ll still be me. You have to be okay with that trade. And you have to be okay with looking in the mirror and still seeing a recognisable version of yourself. And if you smile, then the smile has to be real, whether it’s rueful or not – not brave, desperate or terrified.
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Still winging it. Still fine with the ride.

– Warren Ellis in his newsletter Orbital Operations

Tagged as: rant | Author: Martin Leyrer
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