Category: procrastination (Page 1 of 2)

Some Ideas to Beat Procrastination

You may also call it Writer’s Block.

  1. Write ideas, sentences, words, images, etc. on note cards. Small space and limited commitment. Bar is lowered. Easier to begin.
  2. Sit down at your writing desk, get everything ready to go and then offer yourself a real choice: Write or don’t write. No guilt if you choose “don’t write.” It’s a free choice with no shame attached to either option. There will legitimately be times when “don’t write” feels right, and there will also be many times in which “write” feels right. Don’t fight yourself. Writing creatively is fun. Let it be fun and not an obligation.
  3. Identify the negative thoughts that are the real cause of the procrastination. Here are some of mine: “What if I write something crappy?” and, “I’m just wasting my time. No one will want to read this,” and “I’m too old to be successful,” and “I’ll be bored.” Evaluate–really evaluate–these thoughts. Do they make sense? Redefine things like “success” and “failure.” Make success the accumulation of words (like scoring points in a basketball game). Failure, then, becomes zero points/no words. No more fear of writing something bad; good/bad are irrelevant to success. Or take “I’m just wasting my time,” and consider what “wasting time” really means. Isn’t stewing about not writing and sitting around looking at distractions the real waste of time? How would you like the next five minutes to go: adding words to a piece of writing or scrolling on your phone/stress eating/reading blog posts about procrastination? Which is truly “wasteful” and which isn’t?
  4. Test these negative thoughts by beginning to write and see what really happens. Consider it an experiment. Think you’ll be bored? Experiment by writing for five minutes and check to see if you really were bored. If you are, then try the experiment again but write about something else. If you aren’t, well then that is proof your negative self-talk is false. Keep these experiments short. Do them for five minutes. Keep doing them to see what factors impact your feelings and experiences. Change methods and behaviors to achieve greater impact. Make the whole thing into a kind of game or research study on yourself.
  5. Embrace your slowness. Slowness can be playful. It can be dreamy. Sometimes you need a dreamy, slow writing session that meanders. It still counts. In fact, stop counting. The writing still happens even if we don’t measure it. Which means it doesn’t help to treat writing like a job. It’s supposed to be fun (even if it is your job). Let your body, your mood, your mind, your whole self have fun and play. Even if you only have ten minutes to write, embrace slowness. Maybe you only get ten words in those ten minutes, but those are ten wonderful words that didn’t exist before. Savor them, enjoy the experience of writing them. You won’t always be this slow, so there’s no use beating yourself up about it.
  6. Don’t ever beat yourself up AFTER you’ve written (or before or during or…). That kind of negativity will linger. It’ll infect your next attempts. Here are the ways I beat myself up after a session: “That was crap,” or “Only one hundred words. Pathetic,” or “You’ll never finish, so why bother?” This is that negative self-talk again. Turn it around, stop it before it starts. Remember, success isn’t good/bad but words. Words written means success. Even if it’s only a few. By any measure of logic, even if someone only wrote one word per day, they’d still finish at some point. The only failure is to give up. So, “You’ll never finish,” is nonsense. Utter nonsense. If you’re writing–even one word–you will eventually finish. “Crap” is irrelevant. The measure of success is words. Instead of beating yourself up, celebrate. Even if you only wrote one word. Even if you sat at your desk and decided you didn’t want to write that day. Celebrate. Feel good about how honest you are with yourself and how you don’t want to make your writing into drudgery. You love to write too much to make it something that sucks the joy from your life. Celebrate every word you write. Not with a big party or anything, but internally. Allow yourself to be happy for who you are and what you’re doing. Even those ten words are an accomplishment.
  7. If you journal, use it for material. Maybe not word for word (especially if you write fiction), but use it for ideas. I’m often stopped/blocked because I think I don’t have any ideas. But I’ve been writing three pages in my notebook every day for years. That’s hundreds of pages of ideas, ready for the taking. Instead of putting pressure on yourself to invent the next scene on the spot, dip into the journal and read for a bit. Find a word or phrase that sticks, that excites, that surprises, that is usable for something and put it into your story/poem/essay/whatever. You don’t have to start from scratch.
  8. Make a list (and keep adding to it as needed) of all the things that excite you about your current project. Start your writing session by rereading and adding to this list before you do anything else. Let the items on this list remind you of why you’re doing this in the first place. Anyone can read or add an item to a list. If this is all you do in your writing session, celebrate. You’re getting closer to discovering all the things that inspire you. That will keep the fuel going throughout the process.
  9. Switch up the tools. If you’ve been writing on a computer, switch to writing by hand in a notebook or legal pad. Switch to those note cards mentioned in Item #1. If you’ve been writing longhand, go to the computer or a typewriter. Try dictation for a bit, just to see. Try sketching out ideas or using word webs to make things more “pictorial.” Use prompting tools like RPG random tables, story dice, prompt generators online, or flip open a dictionary, pick a word at random and then see how you might incorporate that word into your next paragraph or scene. Do a writing exercise without any expectation that it needs to go into your WIP.
  10. Read a book. Consider it R&D. Reading is just as important to a writer as writing, so you’re not really wasting time, are you? Tell yourself you’ll try again tomorrow (or whenever you have another chunk of time for writing), and that in the meantime, the reading you’re doing is helpful and productive. It’s refilling the well, feeding the muse, adding more words to your word hoard. Reading is a metaphor machine, an incubator, a compost heap. No shame in reading. Never ever. It’s the twin of writing, the other side of the coin. If words won’t flow out, flip the coin over and let some words flow in. And then celebrate your success! You are doing the very thing a writer needs to do. Reading is fun, after all, and so is writing.
  11. “Lightly, child, lightly.” “Don’t go about it in a serious way.” Play, play, play, play, play. If you’re playing, you’re living.

The No-Surf Files

I check my email way too often. I don’t even really want to check it most of the time, but it’s just something *to do*, something to click on, something to tap on my phone. Most of the time it’s pointless. I mean, has anyone really emailed me between now and the five minutes prior when last I checked my inbox?

No. No, of course not.

But I check anyway. “Who knows?” my addicted brain always says. “It’s possible a new message came in.”

So I click and suddenly I’m not just checking email but surfing the internet in general, clickity click click clicking away.

Ugh.

I decided I need to commit to checking my email TWICE a day, once in the morning and once in the late afternoon, and beyond that, nothing more. But it’s not enough to quit doing something. I need to replace the itchy email urge with something better. Something that will make me *feel* way better than the yuck feeling I get from wasting the day checking email and surfing the web.

I thought doing something analog, something with my hands that wasn’t clicking a mouse or tapping a keyboard, might be the way to go, thus was born my idea of doing “The No-Surf Files,” aka a mini zine about whatever random thoughts are in my head when I’m trying to avoid the internet.

I did Issue #0 yesterday, and it was pretty fun and got me away from the computer. I have yet to do Issue #1 because I haven’t really been tempted to surf the internet aimlessly, and because I’m sticking pretty closely to my “check email twice a day” rule. I did check my email three times yesterday, but that’s only because I was trying to figure out the time for a school fundraiser event, and they hadn’t yet emailed the information to us. But besides that, I’ve kept myself off the email merry-go-round.

I already have several blank mini zines folded and ready to go, so now it’s just a matter of waiting for that icky internet urge to start itching, and voila! I will have my no-surf mini zines waiting for me to fill.

I Don’t Want to Be Social

My micro.blog experiment failed. I thought I could post using the free version, but it turns out my ability to post several things the past two days was some kind of glitch because when I tried to post today, it said I had to upgrade to the paid version.

I don’t begrudge the micro.blog folks for needing to make money. I need to make money too. But I also need to save money, and $60 a year might not seem like much, but that’s $60 I can put to use in a more beneficial way.

I don’t really like social media anyway. I like blogs. Blogs are cool. Blogs can be social, for sure, but they’re more about the exchange of ideas. I love to read blogs, and I never comment on anything because I don’t need to. I don’t need or expect anyone to comment on my blog posts either (though everyone is welcome to comment!). I just like reading other people’s ideas on things. Blogs help me do that.

I was using micro.blog as an alternative to Twitter, but really, I don’t need social media. I know this is supposedly “the worst possible thing” for my writing career because social media is where I’m supposed to build my audience. But I just can’t. I don’t like it. It feels like a waste of time. Even if it’s not a waste of time, even if it’s supposed to help me find readers, I just don’t like it. I don’t want to be “social.”

So, I deleted my micro.blog account.

I’ll just take my anti-social self over here and read a book in the corner. No need to @ me.

Another Lost Weekend

Once again I’ve failed to use my Saturday wisely. Many worthy and important things could have gotten done; instead, it was T.V. time. An episode of Jim Henson’s Storyteller Greek Myths (much more tragic and somber than its fairy tale counterpart); an episode of The Crown (which led me down the rabbit hole of Googling all the stuff from the episode to see if it was real; sadly, some of it was); and then Ken Burns’s Jazz ended up being on PBS when I turned off Netflix, and I watched that for half an hour.

Yikes.

I am so bad at getting my work done when I have *actual time to do it.*

Instead, I waste such time, and when the eleventh hour arises, I scramble like mad to do all the work I’ve been putting off for too long. It’s bonkers and unhealthy, and I wish I was better at being disciplined.

Having just read James Clear’s Atomic Habits recently, you’d think I’d know how to develop small habits that will make my life run more smoothly. Alas, I feel like most of my days are filled with too much to do and not enough time to do it, and then when a weekend like today rolls around, I’m so burned out that all I want to do is veg.

I wish I knew how to make my normal weekdays not so stuffed with things to do. I’m sure this is a common feeling for many people. The question I have is why are we all so busy all the time? Is it modern life that’s made things busy? Is it our jobs? I don’t work a high-powered corporate job or anything; I’m a high school English teacher. Is it having to work and raise children that makes things so busy? I know others who work and have kids and they don’t *seem* particularly stressed or overburdened (maybe they just hide it really well…). Or at the very least, I don’t see any of them turning a perfectly good Saturday into a wasted “lost weekend” of vegging and avoiding work.

Why do I do this to myself? What kind of small “atomic” habits can I develop to avoid this cycle of over-work/giving-in-to-acedia? I think it’s interesting that I’m self-diagnosing my problem as acedia, because that implies this is a spiritual malady and not necessarily something I can “life hack” away. With all things spiritual, prayer is often the first priority, so maybe my problem is lack of prayer. Maybe I need to work on my habits of prayer and see what else will fall into place after that. Small habits of prayer might lead to more small habits elsewhere.

Maybe next Saturday can be a little less lost.

Wide-Open Saturday

Today was one of those days where I had lots of plans — lots of stuff was gonna get done — and instead, I did practically nothing. I went to the grocery store; that was my big accomplishment. Also, I made some homemade hummus. Otherwise, all the essays I was going to critique, all the fiction I was going to write, all the editing work I was going to do: Nada.

I did manage to read a bit. I wrote in my notebook. But these little things — the reading, the notebooking, the hummus-making, the grocery shopping — they don’t add up to much. I know they’re good things to do, I’m glad I was able to do them, but they feel small. And today was my wide-open Saturday! The day my kids spend with Grandma and Grandpa. It was *the* time to Get Things Done. Instead, I did little things. Good things, important things, but little things. The “big things” — the projects, the assignments, the teaching and freelancing work — none of them fit into the day. Instead, I wrote a few pages in my notebook, ate breakfast with my kids, read some of Pope Francis’s new book, watched TV with my husband, made hummus, went shopping, went to mass, came home and ate dinner. A good day, and yet… and yet…

I don’t know. Maybe it was a good day, full stop. No regrets for the big things I didn’t get done. Maybe the expectation that I should use my “wide-open Saturday” to do “important” work is a misguided expectation. Is it really wrong to spend my free time with my husband, or make some homemade food to feed my family, or go shopping for groceries, or go to mass and worship God (the most important thing I’ll do all  week), or read a book, or just relax? The projects and assignments are still looming, and I’ll have to do them eventually, but for this one day, this one Saturday, the little things were worth it.

The Value of Side Projects

I’m stealing a lot of my ideas in this post from Austin Kleon, author of Steal Like an Artist and Show Your Work!

About two weeks ago, I organized a bunch of my old notebooks and stumbled upon an early one from my teenage years. Inside were many maps and names for a fantasy world I called “Kell.” I was surprised at how many of the place names and character names from this old notebook stirred ideas in my head. I’ve been mulling over an idea for a fantasy series set in an original world (i.e.: not a mash-up of mythology and folk lore, as The Thirteen Treasures of Britain is currently constituted). Basic set up is a young woman awakens to find herself in a room, which she discovers is in a high tower with only one window and no doors (think: Rapunzel). She has no memory of how she got there or who she is. This was all I had: the girl in the high tower (yes, I am aware of the Philip K. Dick-ish book title…).

What I really needed was a world for my character and her tower to exist in. Cue my old notebook. I started imagining all the ways to meld my story idea with my imaginary world of Kell. But then I stopped. Wasn’t I supposed to be writing The Thirteen Treasures of Britain and working toward my January 4 deadline? This girl in the tower idea was a distraction, right?

But then I remembered the words of Austin Kleon: “I think it’s a good idea to have a lot of projects going at once so you can bounce between them. When you get sick of one project, move over to another, and when you’re sick of that one, move back to the project you left. Practice productive procrastination” (Steal Like an Artist, p. 65).

This. This is how my brain works. I’m a bouncer. I bounce from idea to idea, exploring, going off on tangents, getting obsessed for several days in a row over one idea, one project, and I work like heck, forgetting to eat or to sleep, until that project is done, and then it’s back to the main project, and working on the main project, until slowly that gets done, but all the while, side projects bounce in and out.

This realization was freedom. I could knock off and spend two hours with my old notebooks and create backstory for my “Red Tower” world (which is what I’m calling the tower where my heroine is stuck), and strangely enough, this knocking about in my side project, has inspired more ideas for The Thirteen Treasures of Britain. The two projects are feeding off of each other and nourishing each other. Suddenly, what felt like a distraction was the very lifeblood for writing.

I’m really starting to realize that the most important thing is to always be working. If I keep working, if I keep creating, then I’ll be on the right track. It’s when I stop creating that things start to die.

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