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The Walk
Father Roderick
You Don't Have to Finish Everything You Start
SEP 23, 202650 MIN
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Description
At the beginning of this year, I decided I was going to read 100 books.
It seemed perfectly reasonable at the time. I’d read even more than that in previous years, and although I knew 2026 would be busy, surely I could manage 100?
We are now approaching October.
I recently looked at my Goodreads account and discovered that, to reach my goal, I’d pretty much have to read a book every single day until the end of the year.
Part of my brain immediately went: Challenge accepted!
Fortunately, another part asked a much more sensible question.
Why?
When goals become obligations
There’s nothing wrong with setting goals. I love goals.
The problem starts when circumstances change but the goal doesn’t.
When I decided to read 100 books, I didn’t know quite how demanding producing a daily podcast would become. I didn’t know how much time I’d spend recording, editing, traveling and doing everything else around it.
And yet there was still a little voice telling me that I’d failed because I wasn’t keeping a promise I’d made to myself nine months ago.
I recognize exactly the same voice when I look at my writing.
At one point, I wanted to publish eight books this year. Then I meet another author who published their first novel last year and already has their second book out, and immediately I think:
I’m so far behind.
Behind whom?
Nobody is waiting outside my house with a stopwatch.
The deadline mostly exists in my own imagination.
The Halloween project
I ran into the same problem again this week.
I had come up with an idea for a special series of seven episodes of my Dutch saints podcast leading up to Halloween. There are some surprisingly eerie stories about saints, demons and supernatural encounters, and I thought it would be fun to tell them almost like horror stories, complete with music and sound effects.
I loved the idea.
Then I tried writing them.
It was hard.
I’ve never written horror before. I’m actually rather impressionable myself, so I tend to avoid it. The first attempts felt cheesy. I couldn’t find the right voice. After struggling with it for a couple of days, I realized that doing this properly might consume another two weeks.
A few years ago, that wouldn’t have stopped me.
I’d had the idea. I’d committed to it in my head. Therefore I had to finish it.
This time I asked myself another question.
Why?
Nobody had asked for these seven episodes. We already have interviews recorded that can fill those slots perfectly well. The Halloween series was something I’d invented because it sounded fun.
So I parked it.
Maybe I’ll return to it someday. Maybe I’ll have learned enough about writing horror by then to make it work.
For now, letting it go gave me something much more valuable: room to breathe.
Goals can change. Priorities don’t have to.
I’m slowly learning to distinguish between my goals and the reasons I set those goals in the first place.
Reading 100 books was a goal. Loving books and wanting to read more is the priority.
Publishing eight books was a goal. Becoming a better writer and bringing my stories into the world is the priority.
Creating a Halloween series was a goal. Telling good stories is the priority.
Once I look at it that way, changing a goal doesn’t feel nearly as much like failure.
Sometimes the circumstances simply changed.
And sometimes I changed.
That doesn’t mean giving up on the things that matter. Quite the opposite. It means protecting them from all the arbitrary targets, deadlines and expectations that can gradually make them feel like obligations.
My desire to write hasn’t disappeared because I haven’t published eight books this year.
If anything, it’s stronger.
And now that I’ve cleared a few things from my October calendar, I’m getting ready to return to Ireland.
This time, I don’t have a target for how many chapters I need to finish while I’m there.
I just want to write.
That seems like a pretty good goal to me.
P.S. This article grew out of this week’s episode of my podcast The Walk. You can listen to the full episode by hitting play on the audio player at the top of this page.
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