I should be writing. Instead…solarizing.

afternoon coffee

Hanging in the backyard on the first ‘warm’ day of the year. Creeping close to 70. A classic opening to daylight savings, I would say.

Warm enough for shirt sleeves at 4 in the afternoon. I’m enjoying a 20-minute session with The Wizard of Ads by Roy Williams. He’s an accomplished copywriter, but I read his books for his real life and practical wisdom.

But the weather is too nice to get fired up for a massive word-churn. Better to stretch out and listen to the medley of neighbor-dogs announcing their presence, a single-engine plane overhead, and the Celtic strings of Greenfire .

Besides, there’s more procrastination in the coming moments…

 

I should be writing. Instead…eavesdropping.

Having already done my daily 500 words…I thought I would do a little experimenting.

I’m not sure what I just did for the last 30 minutes counts as writing per se, but it was a great exercise. I was watching a favorite TV show [I even had the coffee nearby.] and decided to eavesdrop on and–with laptop fired up—furiously type up as much of the characters’ dialogue as possible. Potentially rich material for future work, and if not, just plain fun. It sheds a different light on a TV show and one’s writing. It gave me tons of writing prompts, as well.

Give it a try for a change of pace and a mental jostling.

I should be writing. Instead…the farmer’s market.

I should be writing. Farmers Market 2

I know what you’re thinking…that *is* a lot of arrows. 
And I now know what you’re thinking, and yes, I can still fit through a standard doorway.

A few answers:

  1. No, we don’t eat that all at once.
  2. Yes, I did beg the Salvadoran ladies to move in with us and cook.
  3. No, I didn’t offer them the deed to our house.
  4. Yes, I would have compromised and let them deliver their food daily.
  5. Yes, it takes us multiple seatings through the week to finish all this.
  6. Yes, we do have regular health checkups.
  7. No, I generally don’t feel like editing or revising my work after enjoying these treats.

The Journey Begins

In my other blog, some of my posts drifted from writing about writing to writing about not writing.

Procrastination…if not always rewarding, if well played, fun.

And most of those posts found me drifting into the kitchen.

Since smarter social media folks suggest bloggers narrow their focus, I decided to aim for the topic of writing avoidance. I can almost hear the resounding mass of readers clicking and tapping in this direction.

I hope you find something here that is either entertaining or familiar…or both.

Thanks for joining me!

 

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton

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