Marination Procrastination
I have so many ideas bouncing about in my head right now that I haven't done any actual writing
this week. I get excited about these soon to be developed story ideas
and potential items for query, but I'm finding that's all I'm doing.
Thinking. It occurred to me that this may be my newest form of
procrastination; one I fondly call marination procrastination. I can
only justify this for so long, after which point I'm no longer a
writer, but rather a marinator. If I continue on this path, future
cocktail party conversations will go down in a fashion similar to this:
Cocktail
Party Goer: "Hi, my name is Petunia Pot Pie. I'm a chef and prepared
all these yummy vegan hors devours. What is it that you do?"
Me:
"Well, I used to be a writer, but now, I just marinate. I believe I'm
the first professional marinator, but take it from me, it doesn't pay
all that well."
My goal in the next few days is to get some
of these chewy words out of my head and onto paper.