I have the pleasure of a day. A day where I can choose to do whatever I want to do. I want to write, I never seem to have time to write, but today is the day I can spend my day thrashing out the plot for my second book. This is how my day goes:
I walk the dog
I make a coffee
I look out of the window
I switch on the computer ( yea progress)
I make more coffee
I put some washing on
I read my emails
I pay some bills
I have some lunch
I hang the washing out
I walk the dog – again!
I bake a cake
I have more coffee ( & cake..)
I sit at my computer
I tidy my desk
I look out of the window
I have run out time……
I am afflicted. I seem to have developed the art of procrastination. My biggest problem is myself. I have written precisely 117 words. At this rate my second novel will be ready in about 5 years! Whilst doing some important research (?) on Youtube I found this…. it sums up my day perfectly….