- I can't format these entries the way that I like. I am a perfectionist about not only the words I write, but also how they appear on the page. The text constantly lines up wrong (see the post previous for an example of this), the font ends up too big, or too small, or changes in the middle of a sentence. There also are spacing issues, problems with bullets, a font changing in the middle of an entry, and more. No matter how much I mess with it in editing mode, it still seems to be messed up when I post it. I know that these are DEU (Defective End User) errors, and if I stick with this, and post many entries, I'll get better at it, but I hate, hate, HATE how it looks right NOW.
- Pictures -- I'm not good at formatting them for posting. I am also unsure if it is OK to link to other people's pictures to serve as clever illustrations to my witty insights because it might be considered to be stealing their bandwidth. Google seems to think this is OK according to the help file, but who should I believe? I don't want anyone angry at me for this... Who am I kidding really?
- Pressure to produce -- If I commit to this, I really have to do it and keep writing. A lot. And maybe even resurrect the Grist for the Muse newsletter that was supposed to be monthly until I stopped sending it out two years ago. The guilt about not producing is embarrassing since that is the central point of what I teach. Write every day. Even if it is crap. Just do it.
- I have to admit that I've been a slacker -- I spend too much time on Facebook. I haven't finished remodeling our master bathroom that I started back in 2006. I have a book review to post. I've got a sinus infection and I want to lay here reading comic books and catch up on The Big-Bang Theory on TiVo. I need to vacuum the master bedroom. It is hard to admit I haven't practiced what I've preached lately.
Saturday, February 06, 2010
Procrastination: The Movie
Why haven't I embraced the use of a blog? I resist blogging. It is hard to sit here and write it. And I haven't really explored this issue until now. But alas, this is just another tool of the insidious inner-critic (AKA Monkey Mind) who works hard to keep me filled with excuses for not doing this. Here are a few of them: