The Thing I Can't Procrastinate

Well, lovelies, she's here!  The one thing that I never have found a way to procrastinate doing (giving birth): Penelope Jane was born fat and happy.  She will be two months old tomorrow and life has pretty much settled down; we seem to have found a sort of rhythm.  The transition to three was MUCH smoother than the transition to two.  Her birth has given me renewed motivation not only in regards to writing, but to how I live my life.  No one likes everything about themselves, and I want to point out that this is not coming from a place of perfectionism, but I don't want her to grow up a gloomy gus.  So Imma haf to stop being a gloomy gus.  Because children watch.  And they mimic.

Therefore, my focus has shifted away from writing and to the very heart of the problem: I declare war on procrastination.  The first battle is a list: a list of all the still-pertinent tasks that I have been procrastinating (because if I went back and included every unfinished task and project from my whole life the list would be longer than Santa's).  Some are small, some are tiny, some are gargantuan, and many of them are already done.  Checked off the list!  Completed!  Destroyed!  Man.  It feels good.  Think of a cheesy cliche about weights being lifted and/or feeling lighter.  Got one in mind?  It applies here.

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Imagine how great it'll feel when it's my book that's checked off the list!  To that end: I solemnly swear to write every night from 7:30 - 10:00.  Not plot.  Not dream.  NOT SURF THE WEB.  Write.  Imma does it.  Imma does it good.

And when the writing is done I'll edit from 7:30-10:00.  And when that's done I'l edit again.  After that I'll do some re-rewrites, followed by more editing.  I will accept that this is going to take a long time.  I will persist or stop complaining.  Or, as my Father would say: "Crap or get off the toilet."

decisions, decisions....

"Children do what feels good. Adults devise a plan and follow it." -Dave Ramsey (AKA the putrescent fellow who won't let me remodel my bathroom)

Yeah.  Imma does it.

I hope your creative endeavors are going swimmingly!

Roll for initiative,
J. Wahl