Falling Off the Wagon
I’ve been choking on the dust for months now.
The metaphorical wagon left me behind long ago, choking on the dry words I spoke so hopefully at the dawn of the new year: I will write and edit on a regular basis. Not a regular schedule, which would be near impossible in my household, but a regular basis. I’ve had excuses.
I’m short on time.
I’ve got too many other things to do.
I didn’t have time until late at night, and I’m too tired to concentrate.
Every single one of these excuses is true, and none of them matter. I’ve blogged, podcasted, and posted writing prompts while neglecting my own work-in-progress. I’ve taken on other projects while neglecting my own current work. Yet I still managed to rewatch every season of Eureka on Netflix, go out to movies, and do other things.
It seems obvious, but it’s something we tell ourselves as we find excuses not to meet the goals we’ve set. Whether it’s fear of failure or fear of success doesn’t matter. Whether or not I’m good does matter, but to a lesser extent than the actual act of writing. Lousy writers never improve without that all-important first step of putting the words on the page or screen. Putting down words is the first step, and one that every great writer has taken – from Shakespeare to Douglas Adams.
Take it from me, an experienced an accomplished procrastinator. Set yourself a deadline, or give yourself a treat when you reach your daily goal. Participate in writing sprints. Take a break from other projects if you need to, but get those words down.
No excuses. After all, we can both rewatch Eureka when we’ve met our goals.
~ Catherine Russell