Tuesday, February 8, 2011
I need a Kick
A swift kick.
And I am not talking about the awesome kick of waking up, as shown in Inception. Though that would be nice... I never feel fully awake anymore. (Inception... Oh man I do love that movie. Not only does it totally send your mind on a "I cannot even blink anymore or I will miss something" ride, but Joseph Gordon-Levitt managed to move himself quite comfortably onto my Yummy list. Yes, I have a yummy list.)
No, when I say kick I am meaning a very swift, unforgiving kick in the dairy-aire.
I have pretty much slacked so much you wouldn't even think I have a novel waiting to be edited. I hate it. I think about it all the time, I say I want to do it, I feel guilty about not doing it... Then I find I have been staring at Facebook for about 30 minutes, or clicking StumbleUpon, or zoning out completely. My writing time has become Mr. Inexistent time. And it sucks.
But I can't seem to change it.
Writing friends out there: Is it normal to read your MS to many times that you just hate it? That every sentence starts looking like crap to you and all you want is to ditch it and move on?
I am in the infedelity phase, full force.
Of course, sitting here blogging about it really isn't helping me at all. I laugh at myself... chuckle chuckle.
I am thinking I need to revamp my schedule. Reassertive my drive. Put butt in seat and do this thing already, because it will never be done until I make it done. Shiny new ideas... stop tempting me! Please?
If any of you have any tips, tricks, love or kicks, send them my way!