It’s been one of those days where time seems to have slipped through my fingers. I’ve felt busy, but when I sit down and look at what I’ve achieved, it’s verging on the pathetic.
I woke up late at 7.15am which is never a good start. I also treated myself to a ballet class, which I thought would set me up for the rest of the day. I had to shop for food, walk the dog twice and I have to get to my writing class for 6.30pm.
Time management is not my forte. I’ve been blogging about the topic for a business coach and none of it seems to have sunk in.
I am going to have to get a handle on time. I’ve worked out that if I want to finish this novel in a reasonable time frame, I am going to have to write 4,000 words a week. Sounds good, but it is Wednesday tomorrow and I have written 0 words. I have spent a few hours on the book though, editing it. I am reading an award-winning novel at the moment and my own offering looks dreadful in comparison. I am trying to up my game a bit.
All in all, I feel a bit defeated. Another source of freelance journalism has dried up, which means I am no longer officially a journalist. No new sales on the course. Card sales have bottomed out and still no new PR clients and to be honest, not great results for the ones I have on the books already.
Now is not the time to hide in a cupboard and weep. If I take anything from that Hitler documentary I was talking about the other day, it’s that the dips are part and parcel of life and you have to ride them out.
This morning, it struck me that what fuelled Hitler and his men, was a blind hatred. It’s a strong emotion and you need intense feeling to carry you through the tough times. If you feel a bit ‘meh’ about things, then it’s easy to give up.
Jen Sincero talks a lot about the ‘visceral’ feeling. About finding the emotion linked with success in whatever field you are striving in and holding onto it. I can see the sense it that now, but it is so hard to keep the passion alive though when things aren’t going brilliantly and all you want to do is go to bed with a bag of crisps (or is that just me?).
The good news is, my group coaching programme starts tomorrow and I will be surrounded by fellow entrepreneurs, many of whom are doing better than me. I am hoping that their success rubs off. Today the badass mood is about 5/10, let’s see if we can ratchet it up a bit tomorrow.
Money comes easily to me. It’s practically bashing my door down to get in the house.