I’ve always felt that the hardest part of writing is getting started. There’s a mental inertia that I have to overcome. I know it must be done. I know the longer I wait, the worse it will be. I know that once I get going, it will get easier — that words will start to flow. But knowing all that just makes me want to take a nap. Or get coffee. And a muffin.
Have you ever listened to a world-class musician and wondered how he is able to play with such grace and precision? Do you imagine the years of study and countless hours of diligent practice that such virtuosity requires? Or perhaps you have watched elite Olympic athletes and marveled at the dedication and discipline it took to get to that level of competitiveness.