A supremely practical and useful book. James Clear distils the most fundamental information about habit formation, so you can accomplish more by focusing on less. -- Mark Manson, author of The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck
It's an absolutely fabulous book and it doesn't surprise me that it's sold so many copies . . . Very useful, very practical, super well-researched. -- Dr Rangan Chatterjee
Atomic Habits is a step-by-step manual for changing routines . . . Inspiring real-life stories. ― Financial Times
James Clear has spent years honing the art and studying the science of habits. This engaging, hands-on book is the guide you need to break bad routines and make good ones.
A special book that will change how you approach your day and live your life.
Excellent . . . I’m almost done with my PhD in organisational psychology and James did a brilliant job describing much of the science in psychology and neuroscience. ― Inc.
I’d attribute about 60 per cent of my good habits to [James Clear’s] blog and this book is rapidly filling in the other 40 per cent.
Zeroes in on the science behind building good habits and breaking bad ones . . . enlightening. ― Business Insider
Atomic Habits [is] a new book by James Clear that I’m relying on to develop realistic goals. ― Financial Times
In Atomic Habits, author and self-improvement guru James Clear outlines a practical framework for improving just about every aspect of your life through the power of habit. ― Globe and Mail
James Clear argues that the key [to changing your behaviour] is in making tiny changes that, over time, compound into large transformations. This book shows you how. ― Fast Company
Want to improve your fitness this year? Start with small ambitions – the results will be better . . . It’s a theory that has caught the imagination of James Clear, the author of a new book called Atomic Habits. ― The Times
Illuminating . . . The attractive message . . . is that life doesn’t have to be a chore or a bore . . . The first move toward order might be a step as small as putting on your exercise clothes. ― Wall Street Journal
You may have heard the key to habit formation is starting small. But you’ve likely never considered starting as small as James Clear suggests in his new book Atomic Habits. ― New York Times
Full of practical insights and tips, this will inspire you to make that tiny change today. ― Sun
If you are someone looking to gain some knowledge about creativity, happiness, health, productivity, picking this book is the right choice. [Clear’s] book is the proper blueprint that tells how to form some good habits, let go of your bad ones and what little changes one needs to bring to become better. And in case you thought it is all talk, let us tell you the book is packed with evidence-based strategies. Clear’s book actually has the potential to change a lot of things. ― Entrepreneur
When talking about habits we can’t enter the habit debate without James Clear . . . It was satisfying to read this book as it felt like I was getting validation from this guy . . . Powerful sh*t. -- The James Smith Podcast
A no-nonsense, pragmatic guide that draws on proven frameworks from biology, psychology and neuroscience to determine how to build long-lasting good habits and decisively break bad ones . . . Clear imparts a vast supply of practical advice that enables readers to take concrete steps towards achieving their goals. ― Oxford Student
Simple and practical ideas . . . written in easy-to-follow steps with plenty of examples and facts. ― Business and Management Magazine
About the Author
James Clear is an expert on habits and decision making. He made his name as the author of one of the fastest-growing email newsletters in history, which grew from zero to 100,000 subscribers in under two years. Today, his newsletter has over 400,000 subscribers, and his articles at jamesclear.com receive 10 million hits each year. His work frequently appears in publications including the New York Times, Forbes and Business Insider.
About the Creator
Peanuts and Crackerjack
Bottom of the ninth inning. The game is tied with two outs, two strikes and a man on second. I tap the bat on home plate. The rigid vibrations it creates reminds my aching digits that this isn't over. The practice swing only adds to the heft of mental burnout... Man on second, willing to chance it. Pitcher eyes him but doesn't give in to the dangerous bluff. I kick up dust, readying the peculiar stance I've had since the days of little league. The bat lays stiff upon my cramping shoulder. Pain has no reason to be acknowledged; it's a fleeting afterthought. The sun sits passed high noon, but the stadium lights are on anyway. They trick my brain into believing they are the cause of this sweltering heat. Sporadic clouds are motionless, they too, don't want to miss this exhilarating predicament. Anticipating the next pitch, intensifying roars from the crowd rumble the stadium... Behind me, the crafty catcher adjusts his stance and spits to the dry dirt. Behind him, the staunch umpire doesn't flinch or even blink; he knows how important his call will be. The pitcher winds up, his grip tells me its gonna curve. The release is fierce! Beads of sweat from his hair and face disperse in every direction as the force of his might is unfailing. My left leg lifts—an instinctual move that will increase the power of my swing. It's all down to my two, bloodshot eyes. They lock onto the speeding, white dot as it instantly becomes the target I intend to destroy. The swing is late, but I manage a solid tip. The ball is taking a fast bounce toward the pitcher who is recovering from the almighty throw! Man on second leaves in a desperate rush! I fling the bat to the side with a sense of urgency and make a mad sprint to the only destination I have—first base. Three defenders race inward to be the first to retrieve the skidding ball. Man is almost on third! I watch the open glove of my adversary, wondering if I’ve done enough to win this race. I switch my attention to his eyes, looking for a clue, some kind of reaction that tells me the ball is in the air and heading his way. All I see is frustration. The deafening roar of the crowd spikes! Something happens that I can’t see! My opponent abandons his post right as my left stride touches the bag. I waste no time turning my head to see the pitcher laying on his stomach, pounding the mound with an open glove. He misses the opportunity to out me and the ball has quickly bounced past him. Excitement grows! This isn’t over yet... It's become an imperative fight to tag out the runner heading homeward. The catcher falls to his knees in obvious despair as he watches my teammate make the run of his life. He knows it’s going to be close when he sees the shortstop fumble the ball a second too long. I jump up and down with no plans on leaving first base. All my chips are on the speed and agility of the active runner. His cleats dig into the dirt, trailing a dust-filled cyclone from the rapid and strenuous strides. With a thrusting dive and an outstretched arm, he lands on his chest to begin the crucial slide to home plate. The shortstop fires the ball to the catcher! It immediately begins closing the gap! Nail-biting doesn't begin to describe the anxious vibe permeating the stadium. The bench begins to celebrate even before he reaches the plate. Forty thousand cheering fans reach maximum crescendo, filling the air with a glorious sound. Everyone knows how this story will end… My teammate is met by the entire bench as his fingers inch across home plate, instantly followed by the unmistakable motion of the catcher's glove attempting to tag him out—its milliseconds too late. The ump swings his arms outward, officially calling him safe.
By Lamar Wiggins2 days ago in Fiction
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