Is nowhere safe?
Happy Tuesday, everybody!
Last Saturday, I attended a workshop in LA with Julia Quinn, which included lots of wonderful advice on writing dialogue and much helpful insight on career issues…but there was one thing JQ said that just about chilled the blood in my veins.
Starbucks is moving to free Internet.
Oh dear. Can I pretend I didn’t hear that?
*sticking fingers in ears*
LA LA LA LA LA!
Didn’t work. Hmph.
Man oh man. What will I do? Starbucks has become my go-to place when I really, really need to just write with no distractions. (Amazing, isn’t it, that I can ignore noisy espresso grinders and Joss Stone soundtracks more easily than I can ignore the siren song of the Internet?)
Why is it, that it’s easier to do just about ANYTHING than write? I find myself folding laundry to procrastinate sometimes. Every time I open up my WIP file and sit down to work on it, it feels like this monumental act of courage for which I surely deserve some sort of gold-plated award–or at the very least, a merit badge. Failing those, I *know* I’ve earned my latte and scone, which is why Starbucks is so perfect.
It’s a source of comfort, though, to know that most authors go through the same thing. So kindly make me feel better.
Do you play little mind games with yourself, to get motivated to write? Where do you go when you just really have to get things done, without distractions? Do you have to bribe yourself with scones? Or something else?
And most importantly, where can I go, if Starbucks is no longer safe?
EDIT: Oh, and I see I’ve been tagged by Gina. Yay! Another way to procrastinate! 😉
I’ll try to get to that later this week.