It’s 9AM: What’s Fueling Your Morning?

It’s 9AM: What’s Fueling Your Morning?

Good morning, you glorious reader. It’s 9AM, and I’m already knee-deep in my daily confession: I’m obsessed with the morning routines of people who seem to have it all figured out. You know the type — those “successful” folks whose rituals read like a productivity fairy tale. How do they do it? Magic? A secret handshake? Or just a whole lot of grit?

Spoiler: I’m betting on grit. I don’t have a cape or a natural-born talent for, say, juggling or quantum physics. What I do have is a stubborn streak — a stick-to-it-ness that’s carried me through writing books, telling stories, and building a life one messy morning at a time. No trust fund, no lightning bolt of genius. Just me, a pen, and a refusal to quit.

So, what’s my 9AM ritual look like? Picture this: I’m perched at my kitchen table, coffee steaming like a dragon’s breath, scribbling in a notebook. Gratitude lists. Goals. The same ones I’ve written a hundred times. There’s something alchemical about putting pen to paper — it’s like whispering to the universe, “Hey, let’s make this real.” Try it. Write your dreams down tomorrow morning. See what happens.

Then, I’m a sponge, soaking up the world. I scroll through newsletters — Inc. for business nuggets, Outdoor magazine for tales of adventure, a few posts from my…