Here goes nothing…

October 17, 2006

The blog craze has swept the globe and the latest variety has been of the hopeful Internet entrepreneur attempting to capture the elusive dream of earning a fortune.  Only time will tell if I’m a dime a dozen or a diamond in the rough.

Since age 12, I’ve tried to think of that one idea, that golden moment - the EUREKA that would change my life.  To date, they’ve only been hiccups.  How many times have you wondered with friends, “What would I do if I won the lottery?”  I’m tired of wondering about the miniscule chances of inheriting a fortune out of mere luck.  I can control my own destiny, and the Eureka Diary is my attempt at redirecting and steering the course of my life.

I consider this m ydiary and it’s pages are open to you.  Maybe it will interest you and maybe not.  At it’s core, this blog is designed as a source of motivation and direction for myself.  It will help track my progress, make new goals, create accountability, develop routine and hopefully serve as a daily reminder to ‘keep on chugging’ (and not beer).

While I’ve done loads of reading and learning over the past several years, I have accumulated a large amount of knowledge and perspective yet very little monetary income.  Capturing this dream isn’t about waiting around… it’s about being proactive, trying new things and testing them rather than asking others the whys, hows, whens and wheres.  It’s about taking risks.  One thing is for sure - talking about how much I want to be rich will never make me rich.  Reading about how to get rich will never get me rich.  But creating a plan to become rich and implementing… now THAT could make me rich.

GOALS

I’ll have short-term goals that I share with you over the course of time, but obviously, my ultimate goal is to make enough money to make this a full time job.  To determine what type of sustainable income I can earn, I’ll base my results on profits from the calender year of 2007.  This gives me a set time frame to measure my success… and creates somewhat of a “race” which may be enjoyable and entertaining for you to witness.

I don’t want to set myself up for disappointment and quitting my day job is certainly a lofty goal.  So, I’ve given myself a tiered goal system:

Moral victory = $35k profit
Victory = $65k profit
Quit My Job = $100k profit

You might grimace if you knew that I have only intermediate skills in programs such as Dreamweaver and Photoshop and absolutely zero programming knowledge.  I’ll have to become very efficient with outsourcing.

I’ve got 2 and a half months before the start of 2007 and for the remainder of 2006 I need to work furiously to get as many quality websites up as humanly possible.  I’m essentially starting with zero websites.  I crunched some numbers and speculated on potential revenue based on different scenarios of #websites and $/day.  To tell you the truth it’s a useless excercise… I need to stop thinking/talking about what sites COULD earn and just create them and SEE what they earn!  So, by the end of the year I’m hoping to have 15-20 content sites up and a minimum of 3 forums (hopefully 5). 

Something tells me I might not have enough capital to invest in order to reach these goals.  But, if I can at least approach these numbers, I should have some healthy revenue streams to start the year with ample time to increase traffic and drive revenue throughout 2007.  It’s all about finding opportunities, planning projects and getting them up and running quickly.  And as so many people have told me: wash, rinse, repeat.

This is my eureka.  This is my realization.  And this is my attempt at reaching and exceeding my dreams.  Welcome to the Eureka Diary.

Comments

2 Responses to “Here goes nothing…”

  1. Nick on October 26th, 2007 12:07 am

    I think you will realize this immeidately from your blog whether or not this is gonna happen. If you can’t reach 100,000 alexa ranking within the first six months then good luck.

  2. vatsestalty on February 24th, 2008 1:22 pm

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