The mindless junk of your past crowds out opportunities and sets pointless limitations. Move out the junk, and you create room for the rest of your life. Ultimately, it's not just a question of tidying your house; it's a question of liberating your heart.

A lot of the best work I've ever done started out as something completely different because I gave myself permission to have space around my time and expectations.

Stop. I’m not going to take any more input until I’ve made something with what I got.

Creative work, summarized: In the time you set aside each day to work your ass off, ignore anything that makes you consider stopping.

I'm a project manager, not a magician. Magicians have way cooler hats.

Distractions have never prevented a Writing Writer Who Writes from writing; distractions are an excuse proffered by Non-Writing Non-Writers Who are Not-Writing for why they are not writing.

Thing is: the internet's made of IP addresses, opinions, and assholes. It's what's there. That's the basic equipment.