So this is a trick that Fear likes to play: It forces you to stare at your mountain of work--all at once--and then it declares:
Nope. You won't make it.
It says: You can't get there, you're not strong enough, and it's too much.
The thing that makes this so tough to fight is: It has a point.
It's technically accurate.
You cannot get to the top of that mountain in one step. You can't finish a journey in just a few minutes.
And you can't, in the exact same condition you started in, finish a drafting marathon.
Not to sound goofy, but: The process has to change you--and will change you--into the person who can.
It's like a fitness challenge: you know those little challenges on Pinterest and such, where you to do 5 squats today, then 7 the next day, and then 10, then 13, and so on, all the way up to 50?
It builds the very muscles you'll need to finish.
Isn't that great news? A bit unsettling, of course, because you don't have those muscles right this second (hence the room for Fear to show up). But you WILL.
And that is the thing that Fear wants you to forget.
So you don't need to focus on finishing right now. You don't need to think about five hundred steps from now, or even five steps from now.
You just need to think about the very next step.
So break it down, until it's the smallest piece possible. Just the next 200 words. Or the next thirty minutes of drafting.
And if that still feels daunting, go smaller. 100 words. Or just 50. Or 20.
The next two minutes of drafting.
You can totally handle two minutes.
That's all you need to do right now. I promise. That's all you need.
So if Fear shows up, set it to one side. It's telling you a fake truth anyway. Tell it to move over, get out of your way, it's blocking your view.
And then focus on that next tiny thing you need to do.
It's the one sure way to get to the finish line.