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Dear Novel,
Yes, I know I have 60,000 words of you written already. I have a scene outline. I even know your ending (and I still respect you). Yet I haven’t sat down with you in days, haven’t added a word to you or done even a little tweak here or there.
Here is what I’ve been doing instead. You can see it’s all really important, so you won’t feel neglected.
- I helped my husband find his keys. I can’t have him wandering around tearing up the house looking for them any longer.
- I did laundry. Writing naked is overrated. Besides, it’s COLD.
- I organized my knitting supplies. Stepping on one of those stitch markers could be painful.
- I checked my facebook page. What if a publisher is desperately trying to find me?
- Made coffee. That one is obvious.
- We helped the guinea pig get un-impacted. You really don’t want to know about that one.
- I watched Battlestar Gallactica. (It’s inspiration, okay!)
- I cooked dinner
- I wrote a blog entry.
O.K. so maybe I’ve been procrastinating just a little bit. I promise to do better.