I’ll try to keep this one brief, since I’ve got stuff to do today.
I don’t like saying “I’m too busy” when someone invites me to something or asks me for a favor. It feels like a copout—because in a lot of ways, it is.
If have a chance to pick up a new editing job or write something or even just go out for drinks with friends, I try to think about the other things I’m currently juggling in comparison to this new opportunity. Do I really want to do this new thing, or would I rather focus on what I’m already working on? Continue reading












