Are YOU in control of YOUR life?

I recently discovered a little gem, delivered in the form of a book, which was recommended by Jeff Goins – an inspirational guy who blogs about writing and marketing, creative business ideas and making a difference.

I’ve not yet finished this book, but it has reawakened in me something that I have long believed (and recently forgotten), and that is the knowledge that we are in charge of our own destinies. In fact, it’s not even that I had forgotten this, more the fact that I have succumbed to what the book’s author comes to describe as Resistance. If this sounds familiar, you might indeed have already read this book – aptly titled The War of Art, by Steven Pressfield.

Because there is a little war going inside all of us. Resistance – as the beginning of this book talks about – is that little voice in our heads that prevents us from being productive, or making those all-important changes in our lives. That health-kick you keep promising yourself. That change of job you really want to go for. It’s the voice of procrastination, the nagging doubt that we won’t be good enough, that we will fail. By listening to these thoughts, we’ve already set ourselves up to fail. If you’ve ever read Feel the Fear and Do It Anyway, by Susan Jeffers, you’ll be conscious of that familiar feeling that stops you doing something you know will benefit you in the long run. Instead, you subconsciously (or, even consciously), make all the excuses you can come up with, not to pursue an opportunity. Often, one excuse is all you need to talk yourself right out of it. You then convince yourself that you made the right decision, and feel better for it. Because it’s so much easier to stay locked inside that comfort zone of those familiar slippers, that warm blanket; to stick with what you know, and not attempt to stretch yourself. Take that path of least resistance (excuse the irony here). Because any opportunity that can make you grow as a person, isn’t going to offer that instant gratification we crave as human beings. It’s going to be hard work, you’re going to have to stretch yourself, and what if the end result is failure, after all that effort you’ve put in?

This book has triggered a whirlwind of thoughts and I’m not even a third of the way through it yet. It’s actually got me sitting up in bed at 5am, drafting this blog post with a cup of chamomile because I can’t sleep, and overcoming Resistance. It has got me laughing Resistance in the face, ignoring the voice of ‘But I can’t drink tea and read! I have to go back to sleep so that I’m not tired in the morning,’ followed by, ‘I will still have I don't have enough timeto get the kids up and do the school run and all the other chores that await me!’ This book has enabled me to go one step further, and actually write 500 words in the middle of the night (it might be morning to some of you, but it’s still the middle of the night to me). And that is the first step to me resuming my life’s journey – on my calling to writing, on improving my health, and the next step towards the rest of my life.

As Steven Pressfield says in his opening paragraph of the chapter ‘What I do’; it doesn’t matter if the words I wrote weren’t that great. The only thing that matters, is that I reached my daily goal. I ignored that nagging voice that prevented me from achieving my work or desire. I overcame Resistance. You see, that one word, that has so much control over us, is the only thing stopping you from fulfilling your dreams and aspirations.

Click here for more information: The War of Art, by Steven Pressfield.

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Hello, 30,000!!

I am delighted to announce that I have just passed the 30k mark in my NaNoWriMo novel. I’m still not any further forward with choosing a title for it (I have played around with a few, but none seem to quite fit).

I hit a stumbling block earlier. At around 28k, I was stuck on a sub-plot and couldn’t move forward until it was resolved. I’d introduced a character quite early on, who showed real potential. Then, suddenly, I found I didn’t really know what to do with him. How could one powerful character appear out of nowhere and then deflate like a punctured balloon? He had no direction, no mission. Because the mission I initially had planned for him didn’t suit. It didn’t work. So I sat down, and I thought, and I Googled for some inspiration, and I started working out the sub-plot. It really helped, because now he has direction again, and he has shown me a different side to his character.

On the plus side, I have managed to come up with blurb of sorts, just to give an idea of what the story is about.

This is the beauty of NaNoWriMo, especially if you don’t have the time to do any planning; you just launch yourself into the story and have to see where it goes. There are obstacles, there are brick walls. Yet there are also some pleasant surprises, and I think I have just hurdled that wall.

And that’s me for another day, totally knackered and ready to crash, but leaving you with the outline below as a little taster 🙂

Imagine a concept where your emotions are so powerful, they can open a gateway to another world? A portal to another time zone. Not time travel, but just another place in time where you can meet your soul partner to show you the way, the way to find your true self? The gateway to happiness and to the love of your life…