Yesterday was the slow-pitch softball approach to warding off distractions.
Today, we go major league.
- Dogs belong on the other side of the door. [Pick up a multi-pack of industrial strength earplugs. They’ll muffle out the plaintive canine cries for attention and/or the symphony of squeak toys your furry friends have pulled out of the closet.] I know, I know…noise-canceling headphones, but what’s the fun of those?
- Significant others? Make an appointment for lunch. Let’s get real here–they’re going to love an hour away from you.
- You’re granted one preset alarm–a midpoint reminder to blink and stretch.
- Restroom breaks–cordon off the path with crime scene tape or, better yet, electric fencing. No straying allowed. [Warning sign is optional.]
Need me to be your productivity cop? Airfare, lodging [I’ll even walk and feed the dogs.], $100 an hour. It’s a steal!
Bravo. You actually followed your gut. [No, not to the fridge–well, not immediately.]
Instead, you raided your bookshelf.
You put down your pen and put up your feet.
It was time for a cozy dog mystery, a creativity daily devotional, and Charlotte’s Web.
You read for yourself.
You recaptured your inspiration and relished in the wordplay, the plot twists, and the comforting conclusions.
There is something to be said about not writing…
Those deadlines? Whoooosh! There they go!
And your priority juggling act continues.
Today, let’s first give self-leadership a shot.
Even if you need some help from a few friends.
Whether it’s prep for National Novel Writing Month or taking a team approach to knock off ‘Finish This Damnable Project!’ list items, order up some pizza, Cheeto’s, and wet wipes. Beverages? Keep ’em straight. You want to be able to find your keyboard, after all.
That’s the fuel for Round 1.
And the payoff for persistence?
© Tim Haag
And you will pay for it.
Three pounds later, 2000 words in arrears, you will resolve to turn it around tomorrow.
You will need twice the willpower to atone for your sins–a day of watercress/kale smoothies and 4000 words [you might as well riff on your day of decadence].
But hey, it was fun while it lasted, right?