One Topic At A Time Novels & Stories

Focus… focus. The blades of our skates carves sharp lines into the ice as our drills runs longer, the session full of nothing but the scrape of sticks, men shouting, and that occasional burst of laughter. I keep my focus on the puck, passing it hard to the left wing, Marcus, but the guys are truly in a mood this morning. The boys are loose and rowdy. And full of nothing but the need to do stupid ass shit-talking because they realized they’re the best team in the state.

I can’t let myself be that stupid. I have to do one stupid thing at a time.

“Do you have any other questions?" “Ever heard of the 2-minute rule?" Courtney questioned while looking at the eyes of the board members. “Judging from the way y'all are looking at me I guess none of you know it." She said with a scoff. “Well, it states that if a task can be done in less than 2 minutes, it should be done immediately. The same thing is attached to this meeting; if we can finish it quickly, then why not start immediately so we can return to our daily activities?" For a moment, Sebastian seemed shocked, but his facial expression changed immediately. Courtney turned to look at him.

she replies matter-of-factly. As the discussion begins, several people speak up at the same time, all wanting to know more about the proposal. They ask practical questions like, "What's the deal?" and "What do we have to pay for this?" I observe the situation, paying close attention to Austin. Suddenly, she stands up and lets out a sharp whistle, commanding everyone's attention. They all fall silent, waiting for her to speak.

One step at a time. Together.

It says and from the big screen pops up two rules. "At the top of the maze there is visible time. Time is running down. By the time it runs out it means the game is over. At the bottom of that clock is written the theme of the game. Its either, Individual, By partner, Trio or by school.Every 10 hrs the system will change so it is important that you always look at the time, because when the theme becomes Individual.you have no one to trust but yourself.So the rule one is Always look at the time. " It says and follows the second rule.

We couldn’t afford to let impatience ruin the entire operation. Harry nodded and replied, "Makes sense, let's take it one step at a time." He was a cautious individual, well aware that taking unnecessary risks would only lead to complications. His stance was clear—he wasn’t in a rush for quick success but preferred a methodical, steady approach, ensuring that every step of the plan was executed flawlessly.

"You have too many presentation cards. You should have a maximum of two to look professional." "The presentation was 30 minutes long, how am I-?" "Not my problem", he interrupted me. "Try to not sound as enthusiastic and happy about a topic like this. You can't motivate people to go after the EZB. You want to inform them, but don't let them ignore you. You were too loud during the presentation. Loosen up for the audience. Point at the slides, point at the audience, but never with your finger. Use the back of your hand."

He felt like a doll on a string—like he was doing things but not really being there. Everyone's attention was drawn to Mr. MacPherson when he clinked his glass. The room was quiet, and everyone looked at him. He boomed, "Ladies and gentlemen," and his voice echoed through the whole room. "Now is the time we've all been waiting for. Carson, would you please?"

One stone at a time. One name at a time.