Symptom or the Cure?

November 13, 2008

Last night, for the first time, I opened WordPress, entered the password and username provided by Ms. Jen and clicked “Write a New Post.” Then, just a few words into my first sentence, every thought that I had regarding procrastination and this predicament we currently find ourselves in disappeared. Unable to face the empty text editor box, I quickly closed the window as if someone had walked in on me looking at porn, picked up my computer and dragged it to my bedroom. I watched a movie (Waitress, fyi) instead.

This morning, I’m at work with a whole stack of things to do and a deadline of one tiny little hour. I have a headache and there’s a loud boisterous meeting going on next to my office. The text editor that once looked at me with judgment now feels comforting. Like a therapist awaiting my complaints, or an industrial-sized bottle of Advil.

My point?

  • When trying to write a post for the sake of writing a post: impossible!
  • Writing a post when there are so many things looming over my head: surprisingly easy!

Now all we have to do is somehow manage to make sure all of our avenues of avoidance are also creative outlets. It doesn’t sound too difficult, but at the same time, I think there are a few birthday messages I have to send on Facebook.

-erin

Procrastinating Creative Pooballs, Unite!

November 13, 2008

Hi. It’s a miracle you are reading this. Or maybe it isn’t. See, my friend Erin and I were sitting downtown, eating lunch (a cheese plate and tomato basil tart and three bean soup if you care about details like that) and lamenting our own demented procrastinatory creative nature, which is keeping us from being The Next Big Thing, or at least from even finishing a)our websites, b)our portfolios, c)our novel, d)our dishes, and we thought to ourselves, we bet this is bigger than the two of us. We bet the world is teeming with frustrated procrastinating, filthy-sink perpetuating creatives who need a support group. So here we are. TheReluctantCreative. It’s us, it might be you, it could be your neighbor or that weird guy you always see at Coffeehouse Northwest picking at the bricks and talking to himself.

How does this work? Beats us! We haven’t thought past the “start a blog for people like us” part. See that’s part of the reluctant creative’s MO–get super excited about a great project, work on it for 10 seconds/minutes/hours/days, then dump it like a hot rock for the next best thing, like checking our Facebook friends requests or making a ham sandwich (me, not Erin, she doesn’t eat ham!).

We’re thinking that if we start a dialogue of sorts between frustrated procrastinatory creatives like ourselves, we can motivate each other with encouragement, collaboration, constructive criticism, threats both veiled and overt, and shame.

We hope you join us. Tell us your story, send us some work, offer up your opinions, write a sentence or two confessing what a procrastinating piece of creative pooball on the shoe of mankind you are. It’s therapeutic. We feel better already. You will too. What if this helped us all actually finish our big Creative Dream, or get started, or just get off tmz.com for a minute?

Thanks,

Jen