A good reminder from my writing pal, Bob Evenhouse, that we are often our own roadblocks on the way to success.
I can think of a billion reasons why I have not sold a novel or taken over the literary world. Is it because I am bad? Lazy? I don’t think so. It’s because I constantly throw stupid hurdles in my path just like you.
They’re called excuses.
- I’m too tired.
- The yard needs raking.
- I don’t have a good idea yet.
- I’m waiting for inspiration to strike!
- I have to do laundry.
- I can never been like xyz writer. So why bother?
- I’m bad at grammar.
- I’m not smart enough.
- My novel is terrible.
- I just don’t have enough/adequate time.
A picture of someone else’s backyard. I’m too ashamed to show my own.
Some of these are responsibilities. You should see my yard. It needs raking.
But why is it so easy to create this list?
I believe, if we are honest, we are the ones permitting ourselves to stop…
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