I have been blessed with wonderful critique partners. They have put up with my bad habit of dragging my feet when it comes to my work in progress. Yes, my name is Brenda and I am a procrastinator.
So many times, the plotter of my group has sat with me and gone chapter by chapter in plotting out a story. I've tried. Really, really tried. The problem is, my characters do things that have nothing to do with the plot. New characters pop up. A situation we never discussed messes up my neatly plotted out grid.
The pantser (you notice I don't name names.) is fantastic at sitting down and pumping out a few thousand words every day. She doesn't worry about spelling, grammar or obsessing over making it perfect the first time. Ok. I've tried that and came up with gibberish. Let's face it, she made a deal with the devil.
Then, there's little old me, the procrastinator. I have to mull over my characters' motivations, goals
and an interesting plot. I'm never satisfied with forging ahead and worrying about the technical stuff later.
How do other writers do it? I never even know what my subject will be when working on this blog. Which is due tomorrow.
I've met other well established authors who never get out of pajamas and lock their office door for days. No distractions, no hesitation. I admire their dedication. Also hate them, but it works for them.
So, my work in progress lingers on my aging computer waiting to be finished. My critique partners give me the stink eye and drum their fingers.
I'm working. Yeah, I know it looks like I'm malingering, but in my brain, the book is almost finished.