The fugu license

I keep coming back to fugu. Not because I’ve eaten it (I haven’t, and I’m not sure I’d volunteer), but because of what it represents. A dish of pufferfish that carries enough toxin in the wrong tissue to stop a heart within hours, and there is...

What practice buys

We call it discipline and mean it as a compliment, then privately resent what it costs us. Every morning the pages get written before the excuses do. Every morning the resistance shows up first, disguised as something more urgent. Steven Pressfield gave that...

What the scoreboard replaces

I sat with a client last month who swore her team hated their scoreboard. “It feels like the Panopticon,” she said. I asked her one question: “Who updates it?” “They do. Nobody makes them.” Bentham’s prison worked because you...

Flat-pack truth

The box promises a bookshelf for forty dollars. That’s the appeal. Cheap, flat, and yours to build. Then you open the bag of screws and unfold one sheet of diagrams. No words. Just arrows and stick figures assembling something that looks nothing like your...

The doubt never leaves

We tell ourselves that success quiets the doubt. It doesn’t. We meet leaders who are, by any measure, excelling. Vibrant. Successful. Respected. And they still carry the same unanswered questions everyone else does. Am I actually good at this? Does anyone see...