I have a job to do. My first bonafide copywriting job, for an organization who is paying me to write a feature article. I have one week to get it done. Technically, this has nothing to do with rewriting my novel, but it does have something to do with writing, and since you, curious reader, are peeking behind the curtain to see how a writer writes, I thought I’d demonstrate.
I power up my laptop, line up my chair in front of the desk, and then head for the refrigerator.
I want to see what’s edible in there. Plan ahead for what to make for lunch.
I notice a miniature head of lettuce that I need to take to the compost bin. And that smell, what is it? Old apples? Funky. I need to root around in there and see what’s emitting foul odors. And I need to defrost the refrigerator. Yes…I still have a fridge that needs defrosting. I’ve never owned a fridge that defrosts itself. I would like to own a self-defrosting fridge. It’s on my to-do list: things to buy when I have the money and a home of my own. But for now, the fridge gets defrosted the old-fashioned way: with a hair dryer.
All of this refrigerator-searching is not the way to get the bonafide writing job done. I know that.
This is how to avoid getting it done.
This is resistance.
Or maybe excitement.
I want to prolong the actual moment of sitting down to write because from the vantage point of the refrigerator, the bonafide writing job still looks like fun. When I actually sit down and face the blank page it will stop looking like fun and look more like I don’t know what the heck I’m doing.
This is the demon talking.
Here’s the remedy to shut him up. Quick! Set the timer for fifteen minutes. Pull up a blank Word document. Start writing.
Get your face out of the fridge.
Do not trot the lettuce out to the compost bin.
Do not haul out the hair dryer.
Save all of those chores for that time of day when the creative juices have dried up. Somewhere around three o’clock, when the napping instinct kicks in. You can duke it out then between the one-who-wants-to-nap and the one-who-wants-to-do-household-tasks.
For now, the one-who-has-a-writing-job needs to sit her butt in the chair like a professional and get to work.
Which is what I do.
I set the timer, sit down, open a blank document, and write this blog post. Which is another way of avoiding the bonafide writing job.
But it teaches me something. Actually, two somethings.
One: setting a timer forces me to focus on getting the words on the page. It’s a deadline. I don’t have the luxury of meandering around the sentences, losing all track of time and all attempts at good posture. With only fifteen minutes, I need to get to the point.
Two: setting a timer forces me to write fast. I can shoot past the inner critic. If there’s time left before the dinger dings, I can go back and tweak it. Then let it go. Save it.
I’ll apply those steps to the writing job.
Right after I’ve analyzed why I have the urge to stuff food in my mouth whenever it’s time to put words on a page.
Takeaways this week:
If you haven’t already done so, buy yourself a self-defrosting refrigerator. And a self-vacuuming vacuum. And a self-washing washing machine. Wait…that’s called hired help. The point is, let someone or something else do the work; like your non-writing subpersonality, after writing hours.
Deadlines are great motivators to get thy butt into the writing chair. But it’s good to leave a buffer of time so you’re not attempting to create quality work at the last minute. So…start early, for a specified period of time. One hour for research, or jotting notes, or drafting copy. Go.
Are you more creative in the morning? After lunch? In the evening? Decide which works best for you and schedule your most important writing time during that slot.
Set a timer, write a lousy first draft quickly, save it, take a break, and then look at it fresh.
Remind yourself: I can do this. I have the chops. I’m a writer! A little pep talk goes a long way.
Great post! Love it. I’m really going to have to try the timer. I will find everything under the sun that needs doing to avoid sitting my butt in the chair.
Maybe it’s the chair! All this time, it’s the chair we’re avoiding. Thanks for your kind words James.
Congratulations on the bonafide copywriting job! I agree, there are so many ways to put off actually sitting down to do some writing. Mindless snacking while I’m ‘thinking’ of what to write, the cats bugging me, a bird chirping outside that I must go see, and the list goes on…:) Eventually, we do get the writing done, and we can call it a good day! All my best to you!
Weird, how we get it done in spite of ourselves, eh? Thanks for stopping by!
They have self-vacuuming vacuum cleansers – little robots that wander around the floor banging into the walls! I think I’d find them more distracting than helpful when faced with a deadline! Good luck with the article! Jan
Yeah, you’re probably right. Better to leave the floor unvacuumed. Which only seems to happen when I’m not on deadline. Give me a deadline and I’m dragging out the vacuum cleaner.
I feel as though you’ve had a hidden camera in my house. Thanks for the kick.
I have retweeted this post.
Thanks for stopping by Rosemary! Hopefully you aren’t avoiding your writing by reading my post. Ha! And thanks for the retweet.
You can do it. You can do it. You can you can!!!!! Go Diane. Yaaaaaaay!
My own personal cheering section. I love it!
Yes, you have the chops! And I’m laughing, having just returned to my desk from the refrigerator. This weekend I cut off all social media time, even the “important stuff” and worked on my revision. Friday, I was excited. Saturday, I was brilliant. Sunday, I was convinced I couldn’t wield a sentence to save my life. But I kept at it, not allowing any chores, either. And I survived, am closer to finishing and learned as you have–get thy butt in that writing chair! Thanks for the pep talk!
Glad to help. My advice to you…stay away from those baked beans and get back to wrangling the words, buckaroo. (Can I use that line in a novel?) Love to hear that other writers have the same refrigerator urge.
Huge congratulations on the job!
I’m sorry to hear that you’re just like me. Any and every distraction will take me so far off task that I might as well be on another continent. One where every citizen just throws balls for dogs and vacuums the ceiling because they thought they saw a ball of fuzz which could have been a spider.
I’m totally going to try the fifteen minute timer. That’s the absolute perfect amount of time for me to start. So thank you for that!
Is there such a continent? Sigh. That would be like…somewhere over the rainbow.
That fifteen minute timer really works. Have at it!
Thanks for popping by my blog and sharing your weekly working routine. I’m laughing out loud here and whilst I’m dealing with most of my distractions, the damn fridge just shouts louder and louder! I also use a timer to help keep me on task. Works a treat – so long as I agree with myself I’m in the mood to set it!
What is it about the refrigerator? It sucks us in!
Thanks for stopping by!