Dropping the Ball

You know that feeling you get when you're so on top of things you're like a lean, mean, efficient machine? I haven't felt that for a while but I have been there. Everything is in perfect harmony and your to do list is done. You're on top of the world.

Then something happens and you drop the ball. It might be that you relax and accidentally forget something or you decide to just not do x for one day. Then y, z, q, p and r all fall as well. And as quickly as you try to scoop the balls up, new ones fall down. Very quickly it's a case of losing the will to do anything as the whole damn lot feels like way too much hard work.

Being any kind of self employed means being highly motivated on a daily basis. Going that extra mile every single day to achieve maximum efficiency. I managed it from Dec 16 until the end of March 17 and then I hit the biggest wall I've ever seen in my life. It hurt. It knocked me out for a month. April was a total bust. I dropped balls I didn't even know I was juggling.

So now I look at the tasks in front of my and it seems like an insurmountable mountain. Everywhere I look indie author friends are kicking butts and taking names doing amazing things - great work guys. Am I intimidated? Yeah, a little bit. Am I finding it a little hard to get motivated? Yeah, a little bit. Do I hate blogging about it because I don't like coming across as a moaning murtle. Yeah, a little bit.