You know resistance is bad when...

[vaneramos]

You decide to cajole yourself into working on the novel by offering a favourite treat: an evening alone at the -bar (cheap Sunday night beer, a basket of chicken wings, books to read, notebook, beloved fountain pen). Dressing to go out, you decide to check the weather forecast on your browser. You sit down for a moment.

Forty-five minutes later you're still sitting in the warm apartment in sweater, jacket, scarf and hat.

Bye now.

Comments

[winterknight.livejournal.com]

*laughing* I just finished writing 3600 words that it took me ALL DAMN DAY OF ANGSTING to sit down and write. OOF. I feel your pain. :p

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

Upon sitting down in the Green Room, I was alarmed to discover I hadn't written a word in that particular notebook (dedicated to the novel) since the day I sat with you. It isn't all bad since I have made some progress reading a particular book, and researched online about the ex-gay movement (which, by your definition, is part of writing the novel), but I have lost the continuity of thought. That could be fatal, if I were accountable to no one but myself. I'm so glad we're meeting. It will help me keep on track, and get back on when I fall off.

[lichtgespinst.livejournal.com]

i hope you got out in the end and enjoyed your writing time!!

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

Yes!

[tim-e-bear.livejournal.com]

I can't count the number of times I've gotten all dressed up to go somewhere and then can't bring myself to leave the house. It's probably not healthy...but, then, as I tell people, ever since I was a little child, if I think I've done badly at something, I've usually done well...I use that as a slightly disturbed barometer. *mixed feelings about this, so not sure whether to wink or frown or smile*

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

Getting out at all was probably a success, it just amuses me how difficult I made it for myself.