Today, I am diving into a re-write of the pilot I’ve been working on for months. It’s a pretty major overhaul, and it’s always hard for me to start anew on something I’ve already started anew and finished multiple times before. It’s always tempting to just toss it out and start something else fresh instead of going back to yet another rewrite, but I know and love the characters in this pilot so much that I’m determined to make this work.
So. Because today is the day and it is 11:45 AM and I was supposed to start writing at 9:30, this is what I’ve actually done today:
1. Cuddled my dog.
2. Made an appointment to get my hairs cut.
3. Took pictures of my dog.
4. Watched three episodes of Sex And The City.
5. Dusted off my neti-pot and neti-potted my noser.
6. Treated a stained sweater with stain removal.
7. Looked at real estate online I will never be able to afford if I don’t actually ever write anything.
8. Clipped my nails.
9. Wrote this blog post.
The one constant that has carried me through all of these activities has been me feeling guilty about not writing. Which I hate. And yet, I have never once in my life, not ever once! actually sat down to write the thing at the exact time in the exact way that I’d planned…
So. I think it’s time to give myself a break. I know this will get written. This slow entry is just part of the process and the beating myself up about it doesn’t serve me. And, on the upside, if it weren’t for “writing” I would probably never ever neti pot or stain remove or nail clip or hair appointment make.
Now. It’s time to write… After just one more episode of Sex & The City.
(Please let me know how you procrastinate in the comments!)