One of my worst habits - of type procrastination - is habitual skipping. Not skipping skipping of course, but the skipping of exercises. If I am reading a book on creative writing or studying a course book, usually at the end of a chapter I will find a writing exercise. Without giving it a second thought, I skip it. A dreamers way of learning to write - not learning at all. It didn’t always used to be like this. Once upon a time, I use to read the exercises and make a vague mental note about coming back to do them later. I never would come back to them later, but at least I gave it some thought…
Anyway, this blog entry is both a confession, and a statement of intent. I do declare that from now on, I will do the exercises (At least most of the time).
‘To give up a habit, repetition of the preferred behavior is required’
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UPDATE: Shortly after I wrote this entry I was sitting on the train reading through my Creative Writing course book and got to the end of the chapter - low and behold there was an exercise. This is what I had been waiting for, my first opportunity to shine - to think of my statement of intent and boldly begin to pause, reflect and write write write. I would be a hero…
So what happened? Did my pen race across the page in dizzy delight. Do I now have pages worth of exercise writing to type up for my blog? What happened?
Reader, I fell asleep - the purest form of procrastination. Shameful.
F- Could do better!
> Once upon a time, I use to read the exercises and make a vague mental note about coming back to do them later.
Those were the days
Left by Placid Reality on April 17th, 2007