Hunches, for some people,
are the bread and butter of their lives. Detectives, for instance, rely upon
hunches more often than not in order to solve crimes. It’s that nagging feeling
that claws at the back of your subconscious every time you close your eyes, or
it’s the thought that buzzes around in your mind throughout your day.
Successful investors rely upon those hunches far more often than they rely upon
statistical data or spreadsheets. Any profitable hedge fund manager will tell
you that instinct and “feel” will edge out reason and research 99.9% of the
time. Yes, the research is there, but how often has a true start-up company
been able to prove their worth to a shrewd investor?
As an independent author, I’ve
come to rely upon the power of the hunch, and lately I’ve thrown my hat into
the ring on a couple of doozies. I’m involved in a very risky project that is
currently in the process of being completed. I went into it based upon the
hunch that the story (a biography) needed telling. It’s hard for me to trust
people; innately I suspect every person I meet of ulterior motives for seeking
a close relationship with me. Two conversations with the gentleman at the
center of this story convinced me that we’d be friends forever, and I’ve grown
to love this man as I would my own siblings.
My second project involves
a stranger who is helping me fine-tune my erotic writing in order to craft a
manuscript meant for men to read. Again, take into account how hard it is for
me to trust anyone. I’m leaping over deep chasms of doubt as I extend my
creative soul – all based on a hunch.
Writers are solitary
beings; well, most writers are. I am a socially gregarious creature, and I
suppose this is why I spend time at the gym or chatting it up online when I
really should be working more hours. The truth is that I glean so much
inspiration from the outside world that I can’t resist the gravitational pull
from humanity. Resistance is futile, people.
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