Have you grabbed a copy of Do The Work yet? I think it’s free on the Kindle for a while longer. It’s worth a quick read: I read it during one of my nightly bath time rituals (although the water did get pretty cold by the time I was finished).

While I was reading it, I was thinking two things. First, that I needed to be reading it while I was not in the bathtub so that I could actually Do The Work, and Second, that the Resistance has been kicking my butt when it comes to getting my next project launched (or actually, my NEXT next project…after reading this book, I got an idea for a new project that is launching verrrry soon — as in a week or so — and the other project got moved to NEXT next status).

The Resistance explains why I had been working for six months on this NEXT next project, and it still wasn’t even close to being ready to launch. But then I got this new idea, and I swore that wasn’t going to happen with this one. I now knew about The Resistance, after all.

The enemy is Resistance. The enemy is our chattering brain, which, if we give it so much as a nanosecond, will start producing excuses, alibis, transparent self-justifications, and a million reasons why we can’t/shouldn’t/won’t do what we know we need to do.
Steven Pressfield, Do The Work

But it turns out, knowing about it only goes so far in helping to overcome it.

The first stage: Aha! I’ve got a great idea! I’m so excited I could work foreeeeever. Let me at ‘em!

I love this stage. I get this idea, and there is this huge burst of energy/adrenaline that accompanies it. There is no idea as great as the one I currently have in that moment. And I know that I’ve got to ride on the adrenaline train until it quits, because there’s this horrible friction that happens when I’ve waited for the idea to cool off a bit before handling it (and now I know what that friction is).

The second stage: OH MY GOSH…my idea just got better! How is that possible?

Okay, so this isn’t really a stage. It’s just what happened to me with this particular project. I had a really great idea, and then while I was in the shower (I don’t know why ideas and bathing go so well together), the idea magnified itself by a zillion percent. It was this Thing that happened, and I could not believe that it had happened to me. I felt for the briefest moment like God’s favorite.

The third stage: Is this idea really as a great as I think it is? Let me ask some folks.

TERRIBLE IDEA. Especially if the folks you are asking aren’t even entirely sure what it is you do for a living, even though you talk about it pretty much all the time. But I am a glutton for feedback. It’s part of the analyzing and the processing.

Thankfully, I have good friends. They won’t say “why would anyone pay for that?” out loud, but I can see it in the blank looks on their (albeit smiling) faces. This is why I tell my clients never to ask their non-designer, non-marketer, non-business-people friends to give them feedback on anything. It just ends up making them terribly confused and questioning everything that they previously knew to be true.

The fourth stage: Oh my gosh. This idea is so great. But what if it succeeds? Terrifying. What if it fails? Terrifying. What if I don’t do it? Even more terrifying.

This is the part where I feel like there are just no good options. If it succeeds, then I’ll have to make new decisions. I’ll have way more work than I can handle. I’ll have to choose. If it fails, I’ll look like a total imbecile. People won’t trust what I say anymore. I’ll become a web pariah. If I don’t even do it, someone else will. And that is the worst, worst outcome of all.

The fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth stage: Doing the work

Sometimes, this part never even happens. And when it does, it doesn’t feel at all magical. Suddenly, I’d rather be ironing my underwear with a hot boulder in the middle of July. Facebook begins to look like Important Work. My email seems to need constant nannying. But when I do the work, those fears suddenly start to put themselves back in perspective. I start telling myself that if I become a web pariah, so what? I’ll move to Alaska! I’ll adopt a baby seal! Things will be more than alright.

The tenth stage: Wow, that was not at all as hard as I thought it would be. Why did it take me so long to get over myself?

I’m currently waiting for this stage to happen. I have a few more finishing touches to make, and then I’ll be ready to open it up to my sneak-peekers. And then, the world. (Gah…I can’t quite type that without my stomach shivering).

I have never been this worked up about launching anything. I’ve been wondering if maybe I’m just losing my chutzpa, but I don’t think that’s it. I just really want to do this. And it has to be successful, or I won’t get to do it anymore. And that’s just not an option.