What would it be like if this were easy?
I bring this question to almost every troubleshooting session. The Friday afternoon I aimed it at who I'm becoming now, and the answer rewrote itself.
What would it be like if this were easy?
Greg McKeown asks it in Effortless, and the hardback has lived on my desk for years. This spring, I aimed it at myself.
I'd ghostwritten three books for other people. Every line by hand. Painstaking, invisible work. By the third book, I'd made a private decision: I'm never writing a book again.
And then I watched my friends publish books.
I kept thinking: I'm the writer. Why don't I have one?
I didn't have a good answer. βI don't want toβ felt true, and also hollow, because I kind of did.
That's the contradiction the question landed on.
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