All productivity books can be summarized in 11 words: One thing at a time. Most important thing first. Start now.That's Penelope Trunk.
That's Colin Marshall.
I have met my enemy, and his name is TimmyWell, not really. It's short for "Timidity". He just finds his given name a bit too fancy to use. He fears embarrassment, or, worse, getting pounded into the wood chips for his lunch money. Timmy fears a wide range of things, real and imagined, and knowing him, he wouldn't put up a fight against any of them. I can say this because, despite his being the greatest living impediment to my progress, I'm actually on fairly intimate terms with him. Timmy, you see, lives inside my brain.
You might assume there's an easy fix: get Timmy to step outside for a moment, say, then lock the door behind him. The problem is that Timmy is a total and utter homebody. He never leaves.
"I don't think of my life as a career," he says. "I do stuff. I respond to stuff. That's not a career — it's a life!"