Procrastination. There. I said it.
I spent a half-hearted hour on my novel today. I cannot get over the fact that a lot of what is already written is overworked and off-target. It's not feeling or sounding like I want it to.
The only solution is to get myself into a state where the right voice comes out to play... and the only way to get to that point is to sit here and plod along, writing and trying. That's the way to become "inspired." Sit here and do the work.
Except the floors are dirty, the dishes need to be put away, laundry is piling up, the dog needs walking, etc. etc. etc. Yes, there is always something to pull me away.
I am meeting with a writing buddy later today, so that will motivate me to have something to show/talk about. And I am hoping to have a good solid three hours tomorrow to write. Maybe another hour today?
I just have to be ready to write when that voice arrives.
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