I long to finish.
Not to just finish anything, but to finish work that really matters.
Starting isn’t the problem for me.
I long to raise my arms up in victory knowing the marathon is over—for now.
There is always another race to run.
Blogging is too easy; too much instant gratification. Put a post up and you immediately can have comments, retweets and likes.
A slow grind is needed to create anything of lasting value.
To keep writing despite the fact that 90% of what I write will not last. I long to strive for the 10%.
I long to finish, despite my fears. If the end result is garbage, then it’s garbage. But the value from the process itself will be lasting.
So I have to sit my butt in the chair and do the work. Less Facebook. Less Twitter. More work.
Less of what I want to do at times; so I can do what I really long to do—finish.
What do you long for?
I’m starting a writing revolution where Writers Unite together in October and do the work that matters.
Interested? Please email me Jim @unknownjim.com Thanks!