Remember what I was talking about a year ago? My best year ever project? About not trying to save my resources and instead take life by the horns courageously?
Well yeah, guess what. While I'm no longer afraid to spend my financial resources, a part of me is again saving some of this year's work for the fall - like last year. This unconscious strategy ended up making my spring 2021 quite boring, and I swore last fall that I wouldn't make the same mistake again in 2022.
My daily goal is to write my new novel every day, even if it's just one sentence. It's a standard I find easy to approach and it effectively kills the Resistance I feel.
At the same time, it feels like I'm saving the story for later, so that I don't have to face the "inevitable" (according to Resistance) moment when I have no more story ideas. Which, apparently, will come right after finishing this novel.
Rationally, I know this won't happen. It has never happened so far, and I should be able to listen to historical data over Resistance's manipulation.
But I'm not a rational person. I'm not a piano key. I'm completely and utterly irrational.
Then I started reading Grant Cardone's Be Obsessed or Be Average (or Booba, as I call it) and his energy and refusal to settle for average ignited a fire within me - a fire that's telling me to finish the novel in the next two weeks, even if it means pulling 10-hour all-nighters at the office continuously, staying awake with ridiculous amounts of caffeine and occasionally throwing back a shot of whiskey.
And you know what? I think this might be the key to feeling the same kind of excitement and energizing effect I used to feel about writing back when I first started.
Don't save your ideas, intelligence, or energy for later. Use them now. You'll get more of all of them in the process.
RK
