The devil is always in the details.
And I hate spending time on the details. Often, I want to cut to the chase...actualize the vision...live in the big picture.
I've always fancied myself a macro-thinker. For whatever reason, I can often see clearly what I want down to the color, temperature, size/scope and feeling. As to how I get there, well, I've always loved partnering with people who are really good at helping to create the tactical plan. When I was in the corporate world, I adored a girl on my team who was outstanding at breaking down strategy into concrete steps and then breaking those steps down into even tinier pieces that would be executed daily. She was brilliant.
So, when it came to running a half marathon, I was really glad that there were hundreds of training plans out there for the taking. And, it's been going well.
But now, I really want to write a book. I know. It's lofty, Probably supremely silly. But I just keep coming back to it. And so, the rational part of me says that I start with a word that moves into a phrase and forms into a sentence and develops into a paragraph and meanders into a page and harvests into a chapter and after many cups of coffee evolves into a short story or, if its cappuccino and I'm lucky, a novella.
Baby steps, right? Baby steps and discipline. And the belief that it doesn't matter if no one reads it, pays it an ounce of consideration, or thinks it's absolute garbage. It's worth a shot.