I never considered myself lazy or a procrastinator. And yet, as I try to discipline myself into writing more books, I see that is exactly what I am. Okay, I’m obstinate and stubborn too, but those things usually work in my favor.
Except for when they don’t.
Know I have 6 days to write 12 chapters. Yep. And I work full-time. So that mean lots of lost sleep and extra servings of Dr. Pepper.
But this insanity can’t continue.
Sure it can.
See, even I can’t agree with myself. Part of me views writing as an art. But writing is also a business. And to make a business grow, you’ve got to invest time and money.
I’ve invested the money to learn more about the business and craft side. Yet, I keep thinking there has to be an easier way so if I take that next course, then I’ll find it.
Except, there is no shortcut to success. Some just get luckier than most and stumble upon a break sooner than others. They still work for it. They still had to work to make the opportunity shift in their favor. It’s alright to be jealous, but it’s not alright to take away from their victory or success.
I just need to work smarter and harder to find my opportunity. And soon I’ll be an overnight success. Given I’ve been writing almost 20 years, I think it is about time.
I just have to stop fighting Netflix to watch one more episode of the 100, and sit down and type the stories playing out inside my head. Unfortunately, no one can teach me self-discipline except me. And she’s not inclined to change. So I’m stuck with kicking myself in the behind to get things done, and there’s a knife fight in the cockpit. Things will get ugly.
But if I wanted things easy, I would never have started writing in the first place.
Until next time.