My writing self is pretty insufferable right now.
Let’s imagine the conversation between the two of us: my conscious self, studying for classes, having fun, but all the time wishing he could motivate himself to write instead of procrastinating all day— and my writing self, who is doing nothing.
Conscious: Bro, get off Facebook and start writing.
Writer: But have you seen this puppy video?
Conscious: It doesn’t matter. I want to finish this current novel by the end of this month.
Conscious: What’s going on? You used to be so powerful. You used to motivate me to get all my stuff done so we could write for eight hours, then publish a blog post, then write some more. What happened to us?
[Hello plays softly in the background]
Writer: I don’t know, man. It’s just… We’ve drifted away from each other and I’m not sure we can ever get back.
Conscious: Don’t say that. We’ll make it work. Read the full post »