Poke the Box
If you can’t fail, it doesn’t count.
Ouch, that one hit home.
I can sing in the shower. I can write in my notebook. I can take the easy road. But I don’t know how to put it quite more eloquently (OK, I can’t): if there’s not a chance of failure, then you have nothing to risk. If there’s nothing at risk, it’s easy, it’s cushy, it’s, I don’t know, eating an ice cream cone: there’s nothing to lose … but little to gain.
I’m slow to the bandwagon for Seth Godin, but I’m a new fan, a good fan, a fan who’s going to be reading more of him. Whereas there’s just so much Me Too and “Just Do It” out there (yours truly not an exception), somehow Seth might say the same thing, but he goes deeper somehow.
When is something both painful and enlightening? When it’s true.
Way into my new found Learning Tool (highlights in Kindle), this was a book where you just highlight most of the text and wonder when to stop the cursor from highlighting. It’s almost as if you should highlight what you didn’t like.
Here’s another gut wrencher. I say gut wrencher because they just hurt: they are things that are simple, but hard.
This one is a goodie as it reminds you to do what you think is right/best/smart/odd/different, not what everyone else thinks:
Ouch. Are these as painful to you as they are to me? Here’s another slice of skin in the game:
OK, I’m feeling better about Writing Every Day:
I bought his latest, “The Icarus Deception” and I’m looking forward to reading that. I think.