David Kadavy is author of Mind Management, Not Time Management, The Heart to Start & Design for Hackers.
The thing that has always propelled humanity forward has been the sharing of ideas. Spoken, then written language intensified the pace of innovation. keep on reading »
The trouble with resolutions is you can’t keep them.
Maybe you think you’ll exercise more this year. So, you join a gym, and you might even come up with a workout plan. keep on reading »
Productivity is less about time management than it is about mind management. Sometimes you can get a ton of stuff done in a 10-minute burst, while other times you may be totally distracted and unproductive all day long. keep on reading »
It was a demoralizing feeling, staring down at my paycheck. keep on reading »
You’ve heard the famous quote: “If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. If they don’t, they never were.” keep on reading »
Learning new things is so much easier when you have someone coaching you along – and when you have classmates.
That’s why, on June 4th, Summer of Design will start. Be sure to sign up before then, because enrollment will close. (If you already get my emails, you’re already enrolled) keep on reading »
I wrote Design for Hackers to teach hackers about design. But that wasn’t the hokey pokey of it.
That wasn’t what it was “all about.” keep on reading »
The world is just stuff and things. They sound similar, but they’re very different. To be effective, you have to be really good at turning stuff into things. keep on reading »
It has been nearly 5 years since I redesigned my blog. I admit it: It was a bit “out-of-date,” or “dated,” as some may put it (especially for someone who wrote a book claiming to dissect every aspect of design). But what does it mean for a design to become “dated?” How is it possible that something that at one time looked “good” starts to look “stale,” or even just plain “bad?” keep on reading »
At age 31, I couldn’t swim. Every time I tried to swim, my Lizard Brain would send my body into a panic. My heart rate would skyrocket, my muscles would tense, and within 25 yards, I’d be out of breath. keep on reading »