I’ve gone ‘round the bend. Procrastination-wise, anyway.
After getting some excellent constructive criticism and advice from an editor, I’m on the verge of starting the sixth draft of my novel; quite possibly the final draft before I look for an agent.
At least it quite possibly will be if I get off my ass and start the difficult – but fun – work of revising. Before I do that, though, I have to endure the tedium of rebuilding the files for my manuscript.
This past fall, I lost my beautiful scene-by-scene set-up when the hard drive on my laptop died. Since then, I’ve been working from a compiled version of my draft, and the time has come to strip the work back down into its component parts. It’s the sort of stuff I’d have an assistant do for me if I was the sort who could afford an assistant. Except I’d feel bad for making someone else do it, so I’d wind up exactly where I am anyway.
All told, the process will probably take a little less than two hours. And when it’s done, I can tear into the manuscript and start working in earnest, toward my goal of having the new draft done by the end of spring. Sooner if an eccentric billionaire hands me a bag of money so I can just dedicate a solid month or so to the work.
Before the revisions, before hitting the goal, before the eccentric billionaire (unless they’re hanging out on my porch right now), I need to do this … ugh … boring stuff.
Driving home from work, it was so simple. Take your coat off, sit down at the laptop, and get that crap done, I thought. It’ll be over before dinner. So simple, even I can do it.
Since I’ve been home, I’ve walked the dog, baked blueberry buckle (with blackberries instead of blueberries), listened to a podcast, and now am writing this.
Which is why I’ve gone ‘round the bend.
The arc of my procrastination is so great that I am working on writing to avoid working on writing. I have created a perfect procrastination ouroboros. The snake of my work avoidance is eating its own tail.
But this is it. I need to get the work done. It can’t drag past tonight. So here we go.
Getting pretty close to dinner time, though …