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Oh. my. goodness. I am procrastinating.
Here’s an article I just read about procrastination: http://www.unc.edu/depts/wcweb/handouts/procrastination.html
My looking up articles online about procrastination is, clearly, an act of procrastination.
I am supposed to be writing. That’s what’s on the agenda.
I hate writing.
Yes, for the most part. I’m pretty good at it – I can put together a sentence. But the act of sitting down to complete a writing project is somewhat torturous. Writing is not my muse.
Ah, the irony – procrastinating large writing projects by completing small ones, such as “blog.”
Why do I procrastinate writing? A number of compelling reasons, made clear to me by this article.
- I am a sometimes-perfectionist. When writing a big project, I have a pie-in-the-sky idea of what it will look like. Birthing that vision onto actual paper (or screen, as the case may be) is never as good as the original idea, in my mind.
- I think writing will make me over-focused, over-worked, mean and antisocial. This is my graduate school post-traumatic stress disorder talking. I was a mess in graduate school, couldn’t organize my time to socialize, and was crazybitchy to any number of people in my life. Would like to avoid repeat.
- Fear of being alone. Writing is solitary. I’m social. A conflict of interest.
How will I solve this boggle, finish my book, my essay, next month’s newsletter, future blog entries, magazine articles, etc? Because, clearly, I have manifested a lot of writing projects into my life.
One. day. at. a. time.
Breaking it into small chunks.
Remembering to be kind to myself.
What do you procrastinate? How do you wrangle it?