I had trouble concentrating today when I sat down to write. I couldn’t seem to focus on the details of my story. I tried to finish the article that is due at the end of today, but I didn’t have any energy, the words were stuck in my brain. I needed help. I needed a nap. A cat nap.
Steven Pressfield, a dear friend, wrote a short manifesto, Do The Work. The title of the book actually answers so many questions. It is Do The Work, not Read About The Work, or Tell Your Cat About The Work, or Think About The Work.
I asked Mr. Steve only three questions, following the example of my typist who has interviewed Steven Pressfield before about his books, The War of Art, and Turning Pro. Both excellent books.
Jeff Goins, a dear friend, was kind enough to take time out of his busy day writing, making guacamole and walking his dog Lyric, to answer a few questions about his latest book, The Art of Work.
For a cat there are many dangerous things to be careful of. We are small and a car might not see us when we try to cross the road; we could be run over and killed. In our homes the humans who live with us might drop a piece of peanut butter toast on our head, and we could smell like peanuts. However, there is something more sinister than fast cars and peanut butter toast.
There is a danger that applies to writers, cats, and humans. The Danger Of Comparing Yourself.