Being an expert takes time, not talent

Being an expert takes time, not talent Ive been walking around with the July/August 2007 issue of the Harvard Business Review constantly, for close to three years. Sometimes, if Im getting on a plane, Ill put it with the other heavy stuff into my luggage, and then get it out later. When my last car broke down in the middle of an intersection, I got the magazine out of the trunk before I abandoned the car. The article that Im attached to is The Making of an Expert by Anders Ericsson, Michael Prietula and Edward Cokely. I would not normally bother to tell you all three authors for one article in my blog. This is not a medical journal. But I love the article so much, that I want you to know all of them. The article changed how I think about what I am doing here. In my life. I think I am trying to be an expert. Being an expert is not what you think, probably. For one thing, the article explains that there is no correlation between IQ and expert performance in fields such as chess, music, sports, and medicine. The only innate differences that turn out to be significant?and they matter primarily in sports are height and body size. So what factor does correlate with success? One thing emerges very clearly is that successful performers had practiced intensively, had studied with devoted teachers, and had been supported enthusiastically by their families throughout their developing years. There are a few things about the article that really make me nervous. The first is that you need to work every single day at being great at that one thing if you want to be great. This is true of pitching, painting, parenting, everything. And if you think management in corporate life is an exception, youre wrong. I mean, the article is in the Harvard Business Review for a reason. It used to be, more than 100 years ago, that you could be a prodigy and come out of nowhere and be great. There are stories like that, ones we hang onto when we do things like watch the Olympics and allow ourselves to think, Maybe Ill be on the luge team in 2014. Today the standard for being an international success at anything is so high that the authors say you need to spend at least ten years working in a very focused, everyday way on the thing you want to be great at. Evidence: high schools swimmers today would beat Olympic records from years ago. (And in fact, the importance of hard work over raw talent is the subject of the most popular Freakonomics column ever in the New York Times.) This part of the research worries me because there is not a lot I have invested this much time in. Maybe the only thing is writing. Im not sure. Well, there are other things, but Im not sure I could be great. Figure skating is a good example. I figure skated for ten years. I was good, until I went through puberty and then was clearly the wrong body type to be doing double flips. I should have been a basketball player. Maybe. A lot of being great at something is having the right coaching, and part of the right coaching is someone telling you where youre not gonna make it and where you are. Im not sure I have this right now. But the coaching that successful experts get is special. According to the article, usually someone starts with a local coach, for anything, and then the person moves on to a coach who has achieved huge success himself. And people who practice very hard every day start to have a sense of who can be a coach who is capable of helping them succeed, and who is a coach they have outgrown. An example the authors use is Mozart. Yes, he had innate ability, but also, his father was a professional violinist, skilled composer and wrote the first book ever on violin instruction. I am panicking that maybe I am just figure skating again. Maybe I am doing something Ill never be great at. I worry about this because I dont actually know what Im doing. Am I getting good at bringing a startup from fruition to exit? Am I getting good at writing career advice? I am thinking, maybe, the thing Im getting good at is living my life out in the open. But Im starting to worry that its like figure skating. Because I have a natural limit: I dont want my kids to be psycho from overexposure. The farmer doesnt like being on my blog, and I am not getting good coaching right now. I mean, Im not getting any coaching, I dont think. This reminds me of the day I realized that my figure skating coach was an alcoholic. My dad picked me up at the rink. He asked why my skate guards were on. I said I never went skating. I said, I think Ivar is sick. My dad said, Yeah. Ive been thinking that for a while. I said, I dont think he really can teach me any more. My dad said, Ive been thinking that for a while. I remember the heartbreak I felt knowing that I didnt have a teacher. I remember also realizing that its important to know who can teach and who cant. If you are a person who wants to be an expert, the thing you want most is a teacher. I think thats why I carry the magazine with me everywhere I go. To remind me to look. Like my life depends on it. But Ive recently started reading research beyond the article, and it turns out that the teacher isnt the important per se, but rather, what you need is immediate, helpful feedback. And this is what you get when you have a blog. So maybe I am still on my path to being an expert, and Im just crowdsourcing my coaching.