Somewhere deep in my computer’s brain there is a novel. It’s been there for two years. Finished. But not. Because there are so many other projects in my computer’s brain[read: projects with actual deadlines and guaranteed payments]the novel gets overlooked. So it’s still in need of that final polish(or two).
But I think I’ve finally solved the problem. I printed it out. Yup, the WHOLE thing. Of course in “I need my glasses” 8 pt print. And it has become my constant companion. To the bedroom to fold clothes, to the kitchen to eat lunch, to sit on the floor next to the computer while I work. I never have a chance to forget it since it’s always staring me in the face. The guilt has done wonders for me! Whenever I have a few spare moments I pick it up(after all it’s RIGHT THERE)and edit a few more paragraphs. I could actually be done by my dad’s birthday. And no, I won’t tell you when that is!
Who knew a stack of paper could make you feel guilty and propel you to action? Guilt is a wonderful thing!