Ever hear the expression: The early bird catches the worm? How about: The path to hell is paved with good intentions? Or this one: Every goal is just one excuse away from failing?
Okay, I don’t know that I’ve ever actually heard anyone else say the last one except me, but I thought I’d share it nonetheless. It’s become my anthem in life, my go to retort in the constant battle I have with that little devil who sits on my shoulder trying to coax me into failing. And if you’re an unpublished writer working to break into the biz, it should be yours too.
I realized a long time ago that I do my best writing in the morning. I do math everyday from 8am until 4:30 in the afternoon, after which I still have my other duties: mommy, chef, gymnastics practice chauffer, homework tutor, lunch preparer, bath giver, etc… (this pity party sounding familiar to anyone?) By the time I sit down at night it’s 9pm and I’ll be honest, the last thing I want to do is make another decision about false people in my head. So what do I do?
I SUCK IT UP and drag my ass out of bed at 5am! Or maybe you could say I make lemonade out of lemons…whatever you prefer.
My alarm goes off at 5am every morning. I turn on the coffee pot, stumble my way to the shower, fight the urge to fall asleep on the tile floor, get dressed, fight the urge to crawl back in bed beside my husband still sleeping peacefully, pour myself a freshly brewed cup of STRONG coffee, and then settle down in front of my computer for an hour of uninterrupted writing time. Mind you, this is all BEFORE I have to get my kids up and ready for school, sit in traffic, go to my day job, and pick up the rest of the duties mentioned above. Some might say I’m a morning person; most would say I’m completely insane. But I’ll save you the suspense by saying – I’m neither. I’m just a woman who refuses to let a little thing like life get in the way of her and her dream.
It would be so easy for me to say, I’ll get back on track when things slow down. Or, I’ll catch up tomorrow when I’m not so tired. But I know me. I know I won’t make it up. I know tomorrow I’ll have another excuse sitting there ready to fill its place. And this dream I’m chasing is way too important to me to let it be delayed by a late night T.V. series or crappy day in the carpool line. I want it more than that. So I found a way to make the time, insane or not. And come hell or high water I’m making it work – because failing isn’t an option for me.
How about this phrase? Shit happens!
Here’s a little secret you may or may not have already figured out…it happens to EVERYONE. What separates us is how we choose to deal with it. There are those who let it stop them cold, those who let it slow them down, and those who grab a set of waders and find a way through because what’s sitting on the other side is worth the sacrifice now.
So I ask…what kind of person are you?