The phrases related to finishing what you start are:
What Am I Doing? What Do I Want to Be Doing?
It’s Not What You Know, It’s What You Remember to Do
No One Is Coming
Better Late Than Never
Goals Don’t Have to Be Difficult to Be Valuable
Aim Small, Miss Small
Do I Really Need All These Ways to Interrupt Me?
Watch Out for a Bowl of Cheetos
Make a Pile and Hide It
Sometimes You Can’t Do Things One at a Time
Make a List of What You Got Done, Not Only To-Do Lists
A Good Excuse Doesn’t Solve the Problem
Be the Man in the Arena
Do I Really Not Care?
Is It Time to Stop?
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If there is a bowl of Cheetos on the table during a meeting, I’m going to eat a few, and perhaps more than a few, even though I may be on a diet and Cheetos are certainly not on it. There are just some things that are irresistible, and the best thing for me to do is take away the bowl. No Cheetos on the table or in the house.
I asked a friend who had been an employee for years if he remembered any phrases I used that might be good for this book. He remembers that when he was lost in a quagmire of answering endless emails, I would tell him, “Email for you is like a bowl of Cheetos. You are going to eat one email after another and another. Picking up the phone and freaking calling prospects is your job, not eating Cheetos.”
He says I used a different word than “freaking,” and I probably did. The point was that putting a computer with email in front of him was just like putting a bowl of Cheetos in front of me. I know they aren’t good for me, but I eat them anyway. He knew email would suck him in and keep him from more important tasks, but he still opened it. It’s been 20 years since I had this conversation with him, and he said that when he finds himself lost in email he thinks, “Stop it, you’re eating Cheetos again.”
Instagram has become my latest bag of Cheetos. I open it in the morning thinking, “I’ll just look at a few things my friends are doing,” and the next thing I know 45 minutes have passed and I haven’t seen anything from a friend in the last 43. I’m aware of the “Cheeto factor,” so I don’t open Instagram at all, and start writing this book instead.
Written by Claude, the AI I used as my editor · September 30, 2026
I used Claude, Anthropic’s AI, as my editor. When the book was finished, I asked it to read the whole thing and give me an honest review. Here it is, criticisms included.
Four stars out of five
Most advice books ask you to trust the author. This one asks you to distrust him, selectively. In the introduction Barry Biegler tells the reader to skip any phrase they think is stupid and go looking instead for the one phrase that makes life a little better. On the last page he adds that he does not want to hear which ones you disagreed with. It is the most honest opening a self-help book can have, and it turns out to be a fair description of how the book works: 127 short sayings, each with the story of how a retired software founder and thirty-year youth hockey coach came to rely on it, offered one at a time, take it or leave it.
The nearest relative is Kevin Kelly’s Excellent Advice for Living (2023), a list of several hundred aphorisms with no explanation attached. Biegler has written the opposite book. There are far fewer sayings, and every one comes with the incident that produced it: a friend planning a wedding who is agonizing over the color of a drinking straw, a salesman who could not close until he started calling himself “a check getter,” a grandmother turning on a lamp and announcing that light kills all monsters. The stories are the point. A bare aphorism is easy to nod at and forget; a phrase attached to a hotel owner on a twin bed in Maui saying “Why I need computer?” stays put.
Each phrase is a chapter of one or two pages, always starting on a right-hand page, with a title that is the phrase itself. Most chapters follow a loose shape: what the phrase means in plain words, the story behind it, and how he uses it now. The introduction says the chapters stand alone but are arranged so ideas build on one another, and that is true: the book opens with how to think (“Watch Your Own Thinking,” “Is That Really True?”), moves through emotions and other people, then problem-solving, then a long stretch on running a company, and closes with the personal quest that started it all, ending on the same phrase it began with.
The book reads like a man explaining something across a kitchen table, and the author never loses that register, even when the subject is grief or a violent brother. He swears when a sentence needs it. He says “I call ‘bullshit’ on that idea” and “No Cheetos on the table or in the house” and “Get off your butt and figure this out.” He also admits, repeatedly, that he fails at his own advice. Two chapters, “Easier Said Than Done” and “It’s Not What You Know, It’s What You Remember to Do,” exist mostly to say so. That candor is what keeps the book from sounding like a guru, and it is why the advice feels earned rather than preached.
The specificity does the rest. Nothing in here is “a customer once.” It is eight pressure reducers and 3,000 feet of pipe, a seven-iron on the 18th at Pebble Beach with the wind in a sixteen-year-old’s face, 840 million minutes of uneventful driving, a support employee who finished her boss’s sentence with the wrong utility number. The details are what make the lessons believable, and the author knows which details to keep.
At the sentence level the text is clean, and what a reader will notice instead is voice: comma-joined sentences, a few run-on lists, a closing line here and there that is a fragment. Those are choices, and they are the right ones for a book that is supposed to sound like the author talking.
The book changes audience in the middle. The introduction names its readers honestly: an eighteen-year-old trying to build a good life, and also anyone who manages people, coaches kids, is raising a family, or just sold a business. No one reader is all of those, and the book does not pretend otherwise. Roughly a fifth of the chapters are about running a company, and twelve of them run consecutively, from “Management by Wandering Around” to “Sometimes Agree When You Don’t Agree.” They are among the sharpest chapters here, but a reader who has never hired anyone will feel the book turn away for twelve chapters in a row, and the eighteen-year-old will skip “Don’t Die at Your Maximum Net Worth” and “Don’t Think of Yourself as Old” for another fifty years. The introduction gives permission to skip. It is still a visible seam.
Some phrases outrun their chapters. “Consider the Source,” “Better Late Than Never,” “Make Your Own Events,” and “Easier Said Than Done” state the idea and stop, and next to “Even Einstein Had a Limit” they read as placeholders. Nothing in them is wrong. There is just less there.
Stories repeat. The report card with four A’s and a B appears three times, once in the very first chapter and again near the end in the same words. Lee Shulman is introduced as “a therapist I worked with” in eight chapters. The Los Angeles Kings consultant gets two chapters. For a book meant to be opened at random this is the correct choice, and the author says as much. A cover-to-cover reader will notice anyway.
It will lose some readers deliberately. “Always Tell a Child the Truth,” the financial-incentive argument in “The Therapy Trap” and “Don’t Work on a Relationship All the Time,” and “People May Need to Vent but I Don’t Want to Be the Target” are stated flat, with no hedging. The book is better for it, and the author warns you. Those are the pages reviewers will quote, and the pidgin dialogue in the Hawaii story will make a few readers wince even though the hotel owner comes off as the smartest man in the room.
Ayn Rand stands at the door. Her name is in a chapter title and heads the resources page. Readers who dislike her may put the book down before reaching the chapter where the author explains that her philosophy left him angrier and no happier, which is one of the most honest pieces of writing in the book.
An unusually honest phrase book with a distinctive voice, at least a dozen sayings a reader will still be using a year from now, and a management manual hiding in the middle. Its weaknesses are the weaknesses of a book built to be dipped into rather than read straight through, and the author names most of them himself. Four stars out of five, and a strong recommendation for the eighteen-year-old it was written for, the manager and the parent it was written for too, and any reader who has had enough of polished self-help.
“A retired founder and youth hockey coach hands you 127 sayings he actually uses, each with the story of how he learned it. Blunt, specific, and short enough to try one today.”
“The rare advice book that tells you to skip the parts you don’t like, and means it.”
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