When you find you have a spare 30 minutes to write, you instead decide to:
1) reorganize your sock drawer according to color, thickness, and cotton-poly blend ratios
2) watch YouTube videos of squirrels on water skis because they’re just so funny (FYI: if you’ve typed “LOL” more than once this week on any website, blog or forum, you need to stop screwing around online)
3) whine about how hard writing is
4) succumb to self-doubt and convince yourself that you should give up.
|Doesn't this look sort of romantic?|
Look at it this way, the longer you resist your beastly creation, the more potent it becomes. And if you wait too long, then you’re gonna need a crack squad of highly-trained henchmen outfitted with a whole lot of prototype weaponry so you can track the thing down before it maims or kills any more innocent bystanders. This is not good. For one thing, you know how hard it is to find good henchmen these days, and for another, with the way R & D timelines are always getting pushed back, there’s no guarantee your contractor is even going deliver your utility belts on time. Then there's the PR nightmare that is explaining away a pile of dismembered corpses. PLUS, don’t even get me started on skyrocketing budgets. Do you have any idea how much night vision goggles cost? Like, $10K a pop. Seriously.
So get back to it. Please. Before more hapless villagers are mysteriously mauled or downtown Tokyo suffers for it. Be not afraid of what you have wrought. They're just words.