LET THE PROCRASTINATION BEGIN

I promised that the New Year would see a more productive me, allocating my time sensibly to both work (by which I mean writing), family and me time. Over a week in and so far that has not been the case. I excuse myself that Christmas and my trip home have caused my laziness, but that is all it is - an excuse. I did put writing my latest book on hold because of Christmas and my holiday, but I have been home four days now and have not put pen to paper, finger to keyboard - until now of course, but I'm still not writing my book am I? Instead I've been spring cleaning, albeit half-heartedly. Not a bad excuse, especially if you saw my study. It's meant to be my space, where I can work in peace, but unfortunately it is slowly being taken over by my granddaughter's toys (a toy box stacked with various games and jigsaws now occupies one corner of my study) and by items that my youngest daughter no longer deems worthy of her room but that she is loath to throw out, including Gerald who currently is occupying another corner of the study. I can feel his eyes boring into my back as I write. Gerald is a large toy gorilla, just to clarify. I feel a trip to the attic coming on, but as that also needs tidying, maybe not.
So I have been procrastinating for the last few days, putting off writing even though it's what I want to be doing. I haven't worked on my book since the 23rd of December last year and I need to get back at it rather than put it off. I know from writing The Sum of all Parts that I need to get a timetable going - allocate a few days a week, a morning here, an afternoon there - to my writing, to give it my undivided attention. I love writing, so why on earth do I keep putting it off?
I suppose I'm putting it off because I've got to the tricky bit: I have the bones of the story, in essence it is finished, but now I have the arduous task of sculpting it into something worthy of publishing. I have to omit bits here and add more there to make the story more readable, more enjoyable. I have to increase the dreaded word count. This bit is not much fun. It's not as creative. It's clinical. But it has to be done. So, I suppose it is time to finish here and open my work in progress and get to it. I'll just clean out that cupboard first....

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