Finding Focus, It’s Here. And It’s for You.
Why I Had to Write This Book
I didn’t write this book because life got easier.
I wrote it because it didn’t.
Because like you, I’ve whispered the same things to myself in the middle of exhaustion:
“I used to be more focused.”
“I miss who I was before all of this.”
“I want to be here for my life again.”
Those whispers aren’t weakness. They’re proof. Proof that there’s still a part of you that knows life wasn’t meant to be lived this way, scattered, numbed, pulled in a hundred directions that never add up to meaning.
The Truth About Where This Book Came From
Yes, I’m a behavioral scientist. I know the research on distraction. I’ve lectured on how focus fractures and how it can be rebuilt.
But I’m also a mom of three. A wife. A woman trying to hold a career, a family, and myself together in a world that never slows down. I live what I write. I live it in the mornings when emails compete with cereal bowls and lost homework. In the carpool lines, where traffic collides with buzzing notifications. In the evenings when I realize I’ve given the best of myself away to everyone else.
This book wasn’t written in a lab. It was written in the cracks of real life. Not after I figured it out, but while I was still in it.
The Cultural Truth We Need to Name
We don’t have an “attention problem.”
We live in a world that profits from stealing it.
Every ping, every scroll, every “just one more” button is designed to hijack your nervous system. And when you inevitably feel scattered, you blame yourself. You call it laziness. You call it weakness. You push harder, thinking the fix is more hustle.
But here’s the truth: your distraction isn’t a flaw. It’s biology under siege. When your brain is bombarded, it reroutes energy from focus to survival. You’re not broken. You’re adapting.
Which means the old advice, optimize harder, push through, get more disciplined, isn’t just unhelpful. It’s cruel. It ignores the truth of what our lives have become.
Why I Had to Write Finding Focus
Because too many of us are running on fumes, quietly wondering if we’re the problem.
You’re not.
Because too many of us are trading away the only non-renewable resource we have, our attention, without realizing it’s also the doorway back to our lives.
Because I believe focus is no longer a performance metric. It’s not about output or flawless concentration. It’s about the relationship you have with yourself and your life.
What You’ll Find Inside
This is not a book about doing more. It’s about returning. Returning to yourself. Returning to presence. Returning to what matters.
Inside Finding Focus, you’ll find:
The science of why attention fractures and how it can be restored.
Practical shifts that protect your energy in a culture built to siphon it.
Stories from my own messy middle, the parenting, the partnership, the grief, that taught me what no study ever could.
Tools that help you trade autopilot for intention, exhaustion for steadiness, and distraction for clarity.
Not hacks. Not hustle. But a way back to yourself in the middle of real life.
My Hope for You
If this book finds you in the mess, between school pick-ups and deadlines, in the fog of overstimulation, in the quiet exhaustion of carrying more than you say out loud, know this: it was written for you.
You don’t need to be perfect. You don’t need to be ready.
You just need to be willing to take back what has always been yours: your attention, your clarity, your life.
The Invitation
Finding Focus is here. Not as hype. Not as hustle. But as a hand extended.
Because this is more than a book about attention.
It’s a manifesto for a distracted age.
It’s an invitation to remember who you are beneath the noise.
And it’s a call to reclaim the parts of yourself you thought were gone.
Finding Focus is here. And it’s for you. Order your book today!
With you in this.
Love,
Zelana