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Today, I Googled for quotes, etymology, psychology and definitions of procrastination, when I should have been working on a five page article that has a deadline on god damn Monday.

So I meta procrastinated. There's a first.

What have you done lately to avoid writing?
 
Today, I Googled for quotes, etymology, psychology and definitions of procrastination, when I should have been working on a five page article that has a deadline on god damn Monday.

So I meta procrastinated. There's a first.

What have you done lately to avoid writing?

Well, I stop by to read this thread for one thing. Then, I'll probably read a couple more. I'll open up my word document that I started 2 months ago and probably play some soliaire after that.
 
I come here and read some new posts in threads that I have been following, maybe add my own opinions, and look to see if there's any more new stuff that interests me. By the time I get back to my writing, it's too late, because there's something else I gotta do. :eek:

I think this forum is responsible for more unwritten stories than anything else in the world. :eek:
 
I'm here aren't I? :D

This place needs to be rated D for distraction.
 
LIAR

My day is segmented into 100 pieces, and writing is maybe 5 pieces. Yesterday, for instance, I wrote 1000 words of a porn story, maybe 250 words of a horror story, and a few hundred words of bullshit on another board where I impersonate a teenage military school cadet who's a communist.

If the mood is missing I dont write. I dont do 'dry fire' such as we called it in the military. Like the rain, it comes when it comes. If I hurry it along the product is inferior.
 
If the mood is missing I dont write. I dont do 'dry fire' such as we called it in the military. Like the rain, it comes when it comes. If I hurry it along the product is inferior.
Well, writing is my livelihood. If I don't deliver on time, I get to cut down my cuisine to student grub again.

You'd me amazed how much inferiority you can muster when it pays the rent.
 
Well, writing is my livelihood. If I don't deliver on time, I get to cut down my cuisine to student grub again.

You'd me amazed how much inferiority you can muster when it pays the rent.

I feel your pain and understand. I cranked out 1000s of legal reports working for the government, and judges arent amused with writer block. But I'm okay waiting till the last minute to write something, maybe youre not.

I suspect youll get your article written on time becuz you usually do and maybe the delay will make it better.
 
Today, I Googled for quotes, etymology, psychology and definitions of procrastination, when I should have been working on a five page article that has a deadline on god damn Monday.

So I meta procrastinated. There's a first.

What have you done lately to avoid writing?

revised a technical document.
No dialogue, no sex, and 73 pages.
 
I have a feeling that everyone will get to this thread tomorrow. Or, maybe not.
 
I've been looking up hockey stats and developing a grading system for them.

*blink*

You better believe that was fun.
 
Today, I Googled for quotes, etymology, psychology and definitions of procrastination, when I should have been working on a five page article that has a deadline on god damn Monday.

So I meta procrastinated. There's a first.

What have you done lately to avoid writing?

Reading this thread...
 
Today, I Googled for quotes, etymology, psychology and definitions of procrastination, when I should have been working on a five page article that has a deadline on god damn Monday.

So I meta procrastinated. There's a first.

What have you done lately to avoid writing?

I wrote about 750 words yesterday, just to get the words out of my head.
The topic is dark, and emotional, and it will never be submitted/posted anywhere.
I should have been writing something else.
 
Well, writing is my livelihood. If I don't deliver on time, I get to cut down my cuisine to student grub again.

You'd me amazed how much inferiority you can muster when it pays the rent.

I have no idea how old you are, but one has to discover his natural pace and natural cycles. If you peeked in my window you'd swear I never do anything, becuz I kinda move slow. But I move all the time; I'm never stopped. When I sleep I work on story problems or my shortcomings or life issies or whatever. I read when I shit or eat. But I give every appearance of doing little.

Like, I took care of Christmas gifts already by playing online games and winning prizes: 2-24ounce mugs, 1-DVD, 1-double scroll mouse, 1-software, 7-books, 1-webcam, and 1-digital picture displayer. Plus a ton of music download stocking stuffers for the kiddies.

I play a couple of games a day.
 
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Today, I Googled for quotes, etymology, psychology and definitions of procrastination, when I should have been working on a five page article that has a deadline on god damn Monday.

So I meta procrastinated. There's a first.

What have you done lately to avoid writing?
Well, I have to say that Googling 'procrastination' is one of the funniest (sorry, but I did laugh) and saddest ways I think I've ever heard. I can't top it. However ... there is a book on that shelf ... wait, let me pull it out.

While working on a thesis, a few years ago, Lauren had the following printed and posted on the wall above the computer screen:
We have a task before us which must be speedily performed. We know that it will be ruinous to make delay. The most important crisis of our life calls, trumpet-tongued, for immediate energy and action. We glow, we are consumed with eagerness to commence the work, with the anticipation of whose glorious result our whole souls are on fire. It must, it shall be undertaken to-day, and yet we put it off until to-morrow; and why? There is no answer, except that we feel perverse, using the word with no comprehension of the principle. To-morrow arrives, and with it a more impatient anxiety to do our duty, but with this very increase of anxiety arrives, also, a nameless, a positively fearful, because unfathomable, craving for delay. This craving gathers strength as the moments fly. The last hour for action is at hand. We tremble with the violence of the conflict within us, -- of the definite with the indefinite -- of the substance with the shadow. But, if the contest has proceeded thus far, it is the shadow which prevails -- we struggle in vain. The clock strikes, and is the knell of our welfare. At the same time, it is the chanticleer-note to the ghost that has so long overawed us. It flies -- it disappears -- we are free. The old energy returns. We will labour now. Alas, it is too late!
--Edgar Allan Poe, The Imp of the Perverse​
Lauren tells me, "It didn't help."
 
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