By winning small battles..
It's a beautiful sunny morning here in Carson, California.
I'm at my parents house for the weekend and already I'm feeling recharged and ready to write!
I'm ready, bring it on!
I'm going to write. I'm going to write. I'm going to wrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiittttee.......
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Nothing.
I got nothing.
I sign back in on my Netflix account and watch season 2 of Californiacation. (Why didn't anyone tell me this was an awesome show back then? Actually, so many people did say it was awesome... But I always hate the band wagon. I like watching popular shows after the attention goes down. Next up, Lost.)
That's the problem with saying I'm going to write. It means nothing to me.
Just like someone saying,"I'm going to lose weight," and then they shove a "hella-peño burger" in their face, crawl up in fetal position and cry until they go to sleep. (i.e. me)
The trick to this issue is to give the saying "I'm going to lose weight" more juice.. Because just saying that has now power. It has no meaning.
But if I get specific and say, "I'm going to lose 5 pounds," then most likely I would stare at the burger and just give it to my spoiled dog, Miley.
I could get even more specific and say, "I'm going to lose 5 pounds within a week and a half."
It's all about small measurable goals to achieve a big goal.
(Thanks Tony Robbins.. Your motivation makes my nips hard.)
Okay.. So let me try this again.
I'm going to write 500 words everyday for a week.
And here I go.
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