I've been clearing out time in my schedule to write.
All too often I'll find myself at the end of a day with nothing accomplished, not one line written, not working toward a goal of any kind. Lately, it's been frustrating the )@#$&* out of me.
So, I've been carving slices of time during the day. Break times, lunch time, after normal business hours, and I'm even considering taking a laptop into the loo with me. I hear some of the best writers got their muse given to them in the WC.
The problem is this: I seem to be concentrating on short essay-type work instead of what I really want to do. So I did what any self-respecting procrastinator would do in a case like this.
I went to a class.
Aha! I thought. THIS will make me want to jump right in and swim laps for hundreds of miles!
And it did, to a point.
Of course, the person giving the class was doing so in order to sell books she'd written. She went over her tried-and-true method of writing, publishing and marketing for the miniscule cost of the class...PLUS sixteen dollars for the book she'd written to go along with the class.
I should have known better. But hey, it was a Community Education class, and I actually did get some pointers. At least enough to do an outline, if nothing else.
Having done that, I now have character sketches to complete. I'm halfway through those. I'll need to get a move on if I'm going to participate in NaNoWritMo this year!
But I've discovered another delay tactic I seem to be using.
Instead of working on "THE PROJECT," I write on "THE BLOG."