I have ideas… but where’s my motivation? I read this procrastination book once that led me to the realization that I was a perfectionist and that’s why I was procrastinating. Sounds silly, but then I had my friends pointed out that I was a perfectionist and how come it took me so long to notice.
My point, and I don’t actually have one, is that I have so many ideas floating in my head that it’s getting kind of crowded in there. The thing I miss most about being in college was that I was in classes with other artists. I even worked at the library with a musician. We were all an artistic community and we all supported and encouraged each other. Yes, we also critiqued each other, and that is both a necessary and wonderful part of being in an artistic community.
My point, and I think I finally found one, is that I was motivated by the people around me. And since I no longer have other artists asking me what I’m working on and therefor motivating me to do something so I can avoid the embarrassment of saying that I’ve done nothing but watch TV and surf the net… I have trouble motivating myself into getting anything done.
- editing my novels
- writing those short stories I keep writing in my head
- working on my Pilgrim photos/haiku’s I was thinking about
- I wanted to try painting without any of my corrective lenses on
- everyone is getting homemade xmas presents from me cause I’m low on cash
My procrastination makes me feel like such a poser. And then I feel so bad I just want to escape into the fantasy realm of my television set. Then I feel bad for watching TV instead of creating. And because I’m not creating as often as I’d like I feel like such a poser. So I go watch TV to not think about it.
It’s a vicious cycle.