a twitter thread
in the midst of heartbreak and frustration, justin vernon stole away into the wilderness for an extended period of isolation
he returned, having recorded an album that would become an instant classic
it seemed impossibly beautiful
the instrumentation, the falsetto, the purely distilled heartbreak
the quiet reverb of the wooden walls of a log cabin
of a man who, out of nowhere, locked himself away and created something beautiful
and i've believed it about myself
if only i had that space
if only i didn't have to keep a normal job
if only no one needed anything from me
i would do it
i would create my cabin opus
yes, he was in a cabin. yes, he recorded the album
but it wasn't his first
it was his ~10th recording project
writing, recording, performing
for 10 years
with little acclaim or success
the isolation, the loneliness, the pang of failure
this became the platform for his breakout success
what looked like overnight success was 10 hard years in the making
and all i heard about was a mythical cabin
overnight success is seldom, if ever, overnight
it's the product of years of consistent effort
that suddenly becomes visible
but i'm not waiting for life to hand it to me
i'm trying to put in the work every day, and let that be enough
put in the work. build. don't allow anything to get in the way of the things that need to be created right now