A big dream is a great leap from wherever you are now. If you try to clear that gap in one terrific long jump, chances are you’re going to take a big pratfall.
I want to write a book; a great leap from where I am now. A few weeks ago I read Stephen King’s On Writing, and decided to give up something that was working for me, namely this blog, in order to work on something that is at least two quantum leaps from where I am now, i.e., writing a novel.
So instead of writing a good 300 words a day, I had one day where I wrote 1000 words, and lots of days of nothing. My confidence went from about a six out of ten to zero.
I tend to bite off more than I can chew. Instead of eating the elephant one bite at a time, I make like a python and try to eat the whole thing at once. When it doesn’t work I don’t change my strategy, I look for another elephant.
That at least has been my modus operandi for the first half of my life. It hasn’t worked.
So I’m back to what was working for me: write one coherent 250 word essay each working day. And on top of that, I’m now going to add this “dream step:” write 250 words of dialogue each day. Once I can consistently achieve both, I’ll take another dream step.
The python strategy is for comics books, where Peter Parker can get bitten by an atomic spider and turn into Spiderman. Michael Phelps didn’t get bit by a spider, or struck by lightning. He just followed a careful plan of small wins that eventually led to 22 Olympic medals.
Dream steps are the stairway to heaven.