So, it’s official, I’m redrafting Beat into a novella. Well, that’s the plan and plans change… Mine do. Constantly. It’s tiring, but interesting.
I’d just started with it. Could feel the cobwebs being blasted from my brain and the stiffness sloughing off my fingers, when I got steered off course. Not in a bad way, I suppose, but still, off course. I had the Overland Master Class right in the middle of this new breath of Beat-life, work is flat-out (yes, there are always women with weight issues who need me to tell them to put the cookie down and go and luxuriate in the overwhelming comfort and culinary bliss of a celery stick and a mound of cottage cheese), I’ve started reviewing again, and I have a few short pieces that need to to be edited and sent off to various things. (Yes, some good news to share soon.)
I know this is normal, but for someone who instructs people on how to prioritise and goal-set to make sure they’re achieving their aims, it does feel a bit. I don’t know. Fraudulent.
Take today, for instance. I have on my calendar – BEAT- in two three hour slots, and it just isn’t going to happen. The planned gym session at 7am was spent in bed, dreaming about leg raises and medicine balls (god, I hope none of my clients are reading this), and so far, instead of working on the book, I’ve posted a new Varuna blog and sent out a million emails, done my usual social networking procrastination routine (all part of my writing routine, don’t worry, it’s entirely normal), and have now realised that my hair appointment is at 11.30am instead of 1pm and I have to eat quinoa and fish for morning tea (hmm, tasty – but still detoxing, you see) instead of lunch. Why am I telling you this? God knows. I’m getting confused now…
Anyway. My point is I’m failing to coach myself in prioritisation like I do for my clients!
All part of the writerly effort to get out of hard work, I suppose.
And now I’m off to find something dirty to clean before I eat quinoa and basa and get a mountain of chemicals poured all over my head… Maybe that’ll help unwire the procrastination synapses…