Take a trip inside my inner dialogue. My pep talk with myself. My daily affirmations. Call it what you will.
Without foresight, obstacles seem insurmountable, challenges seem impossible to overcome.
But with a bit of bravery (or faked bravery), and some faith in yourself, it is possible to accomplish goals that seem out of your reach.
Do it anyway. And don't TRY to do it, do it. Fake it until you make it.
Believe (and behave) as if.
As if you have no chance of failure.
As if it's a breeze, a walk in the park, a piece of cake. You know, easy.
As if you had as much faith in yourself as your best friends and family have in you.
Take that leap of faith.
DARE TO HOPE
Hope alone won't get you there, it's going to take WORK. Hard work.
DARE TO BE GREAT
BE THE BADASS YOU ARE MEANT TO BE.
How am I so audacious to think I can accomplish anything?
How can I not be? I am a rock star, waiting to take on the world.
Where did this confidence come from?
A smidge of it has been inside me, and it peeks out from time to time, and I approach awesomeness.
But the difference, I dare to say, came from a book. An audiobook that makes me feel like I can do.it.all.
What is this book that is changing my mindset as I listen to the author-narrator?
With this new-found enthusiasm and self-confidence, I am going to write this freaking novel if it's the last thing I do. I want it so bad I can taste it. It may suck, it may be the worst book ever written - but it will be written.
Now that I've put it all out there, I'll be damned if I'm going to fail and feel like a loser.
You doubters can suck it.
NaNoWriMo starts next week, and I'm going to participate. I will have a lousy time, I'm sure. It will be hard and painful and I'm going to hate that I've made this commitment.
And I may think that I should BE committed...but I will see this through.
As I type this, the negative Nellie in my head is telling me that I can't, that I shouldn't, that I ought not dare to make such outrageous statements.
Screw you, Nellie. I have a female sociopathic protagonist who wants to rack up an impressive body count.
A week from today, the fun begins. There will be wailing and gnashing of teeth. I'll probably be wearing a permanent scowl on my face. Much cursing will ensue. But along with all that ugliness, I will prove to myself that I have the determination to see this through.
And I have all
I will not let you down. And I will not let myself down. And I for damn sure don't want Jen Sincero to think me a wuss (like she knows me).
Consider this my manifesto slash book review. Buy the book already...and when my book gets published, I'd be honored if you would give my book a look-see, too.