Success is a wicked thing. Experience even the smallest bit of it and suddenly you are in the grasp of it’s siren song. That happened to me. I started this blog in absolute obscurity. No one knew I was posting because quite frankly, I wasn’t sure I would keep up with it. When I was sure I was going to be disciplined in this endeavor and I had a few posts under my belt, I e-mailed my friend Bob Souer requesting that he add me to his blog roll. Bob is an incredible aggregator of all things Voiceover and otherwise. He was kind enough to add me in a post on his blog yesterday and in no time flat I went from invisible to quite a few reads. People commented on what they read. I even got a ping back, although I’m not quite sure what a ping back is, but I got one. I was found to be wise, witty and relevant. What a rush!
The vast majority of people read the post that Bob referenced. Only 1 other post was read. I can tell because WordPress is kind enough to provide me with all sorts of statistics. My immediate thought was the other posts weren’t all that good. That I needed to write more in the style of the post Bob referenced. In short order, I was lured by the success of that one post to alter the course I was on and pursue one that would be more popular. Without a second thought I abandoned that which got me to the point of success and became a slave to getting more success. She’s a sly one, that siren Success. Most sirens in Mythology are female. Thankfully, I too am female and after the fog cleared I was able to let go of the wee bit of glory I’d experienced and refocus on my original path. I went back to what got me there in the first place. Fortunately, my siren didn’t come in the form of George Clooney. Then I’d be telling a far different tale.