When I’m lucky, I can settle down with my laptop and dive into writing, accomplish what needs to be done, and then move on to any copyediting work I happen to have, after which I can sort and catalog some photos. On a really good day, I even take some more photos.
Today is not one of those days.
I have multiple projects in various stages. I have actual goals for each project, and even a deadline for a few. In spite of this, I have spent an unhealthy portion of my day looking at cat photos on Pinterest. I even cleaned my apartment as an excuse to get out of writing, or worse, doing that copyediting job that’s due at the end of the week.
I could take the easy out. Oh, I have writers’ block. Poor me! Well, then, there’s nothing I can do, so I’ll just screw around reading my email for the next 7 hours then go to bed. Tomorrow I’ll whine about how little I got done today.
Or I can just sit my ass down, picking a fucking project, and get to work.
Which will I feel better about tomorrow? That I wasted a perfectly good day by scrolling through recipe boards on Pinterest? Or that I got to work and produced a blog post, finished the dreaded copyediting (not hard work, but dull), and dealt with some of the thousands of photos waiting for my attention on my hard drive?
I pick door number two.
I’m not saying it’s easy to get the work done, but most of the time getting started is the hardest part.
Lots of new photos available in my gallery on Fine Art America!