It's a talent I've honed and polished for years, although I don't use it much anymore: Excuses for not writing.
I've got a million of 'em. They're well thought out and reasoned; they don't sound like excuses. They sound like really good reasons why I couldn't write.
All nonsense, of course. If you want to write, you figure out a way to.
Distractions beckon from all corners. In my office right now, I have a stack of three great new books to read.
My bookshelves "need" tidying and sorting; the categories have gotten mingled.
The shelf of books about promoting and marketing writing makes me squirrelly and impatient, reminding me that I don't have a book to promote and market.
Colson Whitehead, whose Twitter feed often makes me laugh out loud, has a great no-excuses article about distractions.
Anne Lamott weighs in, too.
I love both their articles and the fact that if you want to write, just do it. We are all good enough, right here, right now, to write.
