When I have an article to write, I’ll think about how much I’m not looking forward to writing it. The more I think about it, the more the ‘not looking forward to it’ turns into ‘reeeally not looking forward to it’.
Eventually, that feeling turns to utter dread and becomes bigger than it actually is. In the meantime, I’m not writing anything, I’ll look for distractions, time ticks by, my deadline looms and I end up feeding the very scenario I’m dreading. I become my own conspirator.
When I do finally sit down to write, it’s with the added self-created pressure of a last-minute deadline or a missed one.
Then the disappointment comes. Thick. Fast. Scathing.
Yesterday, I tried something different. I have two articles to finish by Monday. Before I went to bed, I grabbed a black marker and wrote a list of what I wanted to achieve today. Soon as I got up, I switched on my computer and started writing. I wrote the article in halves. / I’m easily distracted, so for the first half, I forced myself not to check any emails, sites or blogs until that section had been written. Then I took a break, checked my emails, etc. for an hour or so and then started on the other half.
I’ve now finished the article; a personal triumph as it was so much more than just the writing for me.