Not a unique title or a unique thought, but what precisely am I referring to here? When the procrastination bug hits you and excuses (legitimate or not) for not writing abound, sometimes what’s required is the simple act of going through the motions.
Yes, yes I get that “the simple act” may indeed be not so simple, but making up your mind to go through the motions is simple. Just do it, as the saying goes. Trust me, not only will this simple act net you some word count, it also tweaks your confidence and self-worth.
So, make the decision that today you will write come hell or high water. Sit at your desk (without tidying it first), open your WIP document (avoiding email, FB, You Tube and other time-sucking places – and yes, that includes Solitaire), read a few pages (only a few and resist editing) to reacquaint yourself with your story. And then, slowly at first, type out one line.
See if you can stretch that line into a paragraph. If you find the exercise particularly grueling, have a word count goal. Maybe 100 words. Maybe one page. Maybe today you’ll agonize over reaching that goal, and the moment you do, you’ll step away from your desk, sweating and shaking, but the owner of a small success.
And who knows, maybe today will be the day that you’ll reach your goal and the urge to extend beyond that mark will, at last, possess you. Maybe today will be the day you rediscover the love of your story.
And then again, maybe today won’t be that day, but all worthy pursuits have their trials and tribulations. What I can tell you is that if you don’t try, nothing is gained. The pages remain white, your story unwritten, and worst of all, guilt, self-recrimination, and defeatism rule the day. The question I’ve been asking myself and I now put to you, isn’t it better to fake it, till you make it?
Lorinda Peake wrote her first ditty when she was ten on an English seashore while visiting her British grandmother. From then on, her family either acted in or were treated to plays, skits, or commercial spoofs. In school, she wrote poetry, fables and short stories.
Years later, she tossed down a particularly bad novel and thought, “I could do at least that well.” She’s been pursuing the elusive published novel ever since. Recently, she joined a group of fellow writers who decided to cajole, bully, encourage, and sometimes baby each other along towards the publishing goal by setting real and measurable writing objectives with “motivational” consequences for non-attainment.
Lorinda loves a good romance – all the more if it is wrapped in a great fantasy setting. She lives on the Texas Gulf Coast with her husband of 34 years.