I’ve got a question for you. What is the meaning of life? I sure as hell have no clue, but I have decided a few things about my own life. I’ve decided that I want to be well-rounded. I want to be able to sleep in on weekend mornings or mornings after a rough few days in a row. I want to enjoy the parts of life that make me happy. Whether that’s read a good book, watch a television show, or movie. I want to be able to do other things in my life besides write books, blog about books, tweet about books and FaceBook about books. I’ve decided that if I don’t get something done one day, I can do it the next. Will I make my deadline for a book or blog, yes, absolutely. I am a perfectionist and I strive to be on time for deadlines, but in between those deadlines I like singing to my own tune.
I’ve discovered that putting pressure on myself to do ONE THING and ONE THING ONLY only makes me NOT want to do that one thing. I need variety. I get inspiration doing other things.
My hat is off to the writers that can pump out three, four or five books a year. That is a dedication beyond measure. And don’t get me wrong, I don’t mean to imply that these people don’t have lives. I’m sure they’re very happy pumping out all those books. I’ve just discovered it’s okay for me to go at my own pace. As Jon Bon Jovi sang it: It’s My Life.
What about you? Do you put pressure on yourself to do things and find you get burnt out more quickly or do you thrive on the pressure to do it all?
Have a great day and remember… You heard it here.