The Ease of Procrastination

The Ease of Procrastination

I should be writing. In fact, I am writing, but I should be writing my screenplay rather than this blog post. Day of 4 of Script Frenzy and though I know the story I’m telling backwards and forwards, and though it is a story I want to tell, I’m still procrastinating. Some writers say it is part of the process. I think that it’s just something that I do.

There are times when I really enjoy the process of writing, when I feel totally inspired and the words just flow out of me. This is not one of those times. At least not at this exact moment. I know that it can change by the minute the more I sit in front of my computer, the more likely it is to happen. So I sit, and eekk out a page or two at a time and hope for a jolt from my muse.

One of my friends says his muse isn’t a lovely goddess-like creature as most of us think our muses are. His is a troll that lives under his desk who bites him on occasion. We had a lovely discussion the other night trying to name him. My muse seems more like a ghost to me, a spirit who is there one minute and gone the next. It is only when I am relaxed into myself that I can see her as a corporeal entity. That is when I write the best. That is when I paint the best. If I can just “be” for a moment, and then a moment more.

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