I’ve been a compulsive scribbler for as long as I can remember. Idea’s, stories, lists, oh my yes, a lot of lists! I can remember when I was a kid telling my dad I wanted to write… he said ‘write what?’ This struck me as a strange question, I want to write everything! Sci Fi and romance, news and documentaries, memoirs, ads, lines and lines of descriptive verse! Everything. If you’ve seen it written, I want to have a go.
At this moment, in various hodge podge filed on my computer, I have 3 incomplete novels, research for books about Jack the Ripper, Queen Elizabeth the 1st and real estate investment. Not to mention two or three business plans and files and files of ideas for stories, T.V shows, movies, and comics. None of them are finished. I’m also a chronic abandoner of projects.
The literature says it could be fear of failure. The little critic. Maybe even some kind of motivational disorder. Well I’m certainly suffering from a lack of order, but I don’t think that’s what that phrase really means.
I have great spurts of productivity sometimes, where I’ll sit down and produce page after page (and even like about half of it), but they’re unpredictable. Sometimes they last for days, other times only hours. Sometimes I’ll have two or three in a week, other times they’ll be months apart. It’d be kind of nice to be diagnosed with something that would explain it, but I doubt there is any such diagnosis to be had. Like everyone else, I just have to slog through it and stop allowing myself to slack off.
10% inspiration, 90% perspiration, that’s what they say, right? The 10% is easy, that I’ve got, it’s the sweating part I’m falling down on. That has to stop. AS the wise writer once said ‘don’t get it right, get it written’. Getting it right is what editing is for.