It was nice to read Liz's post yesterday and how she gets in panic mode because she procrastinates. I find excuses to justify my procrastination. Yup, it's true. it's kind of like that with my exercise program, too. although I don't call them excuses. I refer to them as "reasons" because, well...they ARE reasons. No matter what, the fact of the matter is that the weeks fly by and I have ZERO additional pages written. I was so proud and excited and impressed with my first 3 pages! Now? I got nuttin. zip. zero. It's all blank on the page and upstairs in the brain.
What happens now? Good question.
I don't do well in panic mode. You see, I basically shut down. I've been trying to convince myself that I do have a deadline (because I do). The book I'm working on needs to come out in February. Yes, you read that correctly. since it's a novella, I have basically 117 or so pages left to write. It's not looking good and I cannot shut down. I'm playing all sorts of head games with myself, and I'm beginning to think I will have to pull an all-nighter just to make the progress I need.
So I'm out to beat the clock! Nanowrimo eat your heart out!!!
There is no panic allowed. Only progress.