Not taking the easy way out

I realized this morning that I’ve actually been hiding behind the incremental nature of this writing process. If I can’t squeeze more than a few minutes a day, I don’t have to feel guilty about not getting more done. Today, though, I had the whole morning to myself, and I found myself feeling the pull of other less-important things, rather than buckling down to the writing.

Thankfully, I resisted this temptation* and was able to get 3 pages done, including the resolution of that ‘mysterious’ dialogue, which, it turns out, was less mysterious than I’d imagined. That turns out to be a good thing, though, because she did bring a nice surprise, but any more could well have derailed the story.

That’s what I’m telling myself, anyway.

And it feels good to have been able to overcome the easy way out of just putting in a few minutes, claiming I met my daily obligation, and then blowing the rest of the time on unimportant stuff.


* Well, mostly, anyway. I did spend an unexpectedly long time changing our answering machine greeting, but really, it was worth it. For these last days of the election cycle, all those political ad callers will be greeted by our little girls’ delighted babbling. Totally worth it.