Time. We are all given the same twenty-four hours each day.
We are also given seven days in a week and fifty-two weeks in a year. However,
we don’t all accomplish the same thing in the allotted time. Some people make
every minute count. Others are fine squandering it away frivolously, not caring
what happens with it. Of course, many times these are the same people whining
later in life about wishing they could get the time back.
There are two time-wasters. One is not making proper use of
your time, allowing yourself to get sidetracked into a million other
non-essential things, such as Facebook updates or reruns of Gilligan’s Island.
Instead of doing what you know you should be doing, you procrastinate, making
every excuse you can not to do it. One of these rationalizations is that there
will be time later, but then that time could best be spent doing something
else.
The second time-waster is rushing to get something done,
such as a book published. I have finished reading two books by indie authors
who obviously did just that. They were in a hurry to get their work out, to
“earn some money,” and slapped it together and hit publish. However, rushing
hurt them by all indications of the reviews their books received. I withheld my
review, because I will not give a bad review and that is what I would have had
to give these two authors. Instead, I just skipped it.
