I’ve just spent the past few hours sweating over the maiden post for the Varuna Alumni blog… it’s due Sunday, and I know we’re about to have one of those weekends when everything goes arse-up – I can feel it in the wind, rain and plummeting temperature as surely as I can feel on the arid plains of my face that I need all the collagen soup in existence – so I thought I’d do myself this one small favour and draft the post now. I’m glad I did. It just eases the tension in my neck. That tension has another name: acute procrastination syndrome.
Why are writers such awesome procrastinators? Or is it that absolutely everyone procrastinates and writers just talk and write about it because that’s what we do? I have two big freelance deadlines breathing down my neck, and do you think I did what I should have done today? No. I did not. I was sort of…. paralysed. This happens sometimes, mostly when I really need to get a bomb under myself. I sit at my desk, and I mean to do it, I really do, but then something happens and I just sit here instead. So eventually I drafted my first post for the Varuna Alumni blog, and now I can declare today’s not been a total dead loss after all. Phew. It was touch and go for a while there.
But next week is going to be a shocker. I’ve got a lot of work to do, which is great, and I’ll be trying to keep up with everyone’s blogs and trying to keep up the daily posts on mine, but who am I kidding? This is a preparatory disclaimer, just in case. But wish me luck on Monday – I’ll let you know how it goes. Everyone take care, and have a good weekend.