Literally No Idea What I am Doing

A friend and I were texting each other the other night and I told her how jealous I was that she works as a freelance writer and has written novels (or at least a good chunk of a novel) and that she gets to spend so much time working on her craft. This is nothing unusual for me; I spend a lot of my time marveling and admiring my friends and how awesome they are. I’ve told them this enough to probably make them plenty uncomfortable. Like so many of my feelings, it is perhaps best depicted in this comic from Girls With Slingshots (link) THIS IS HOW I FEEL 80% OF THE TIME ABOUT MY FRIENDS. *cough* ahem But really, they are that amazing. At least in my eyes. I have friends who are writers, voice actors, photographers, doctors, etc. They are doing what they love and they are doing it well. I don’t mind it. I love that they are happy. They’re all beautiful amazing people and I love them so much. But this has nothing to do with writing, except that their wonderful accomplish...

If I have one superpower (and lbhrn [lets be honest right now], I probs only have one), it would be procrastination. Proof? Well while I’m writing this post, I am also working on a Christmas card for a friend that I said I was going to be putting in the mail like, two days ago (Moogle-chan, I’m sorry that I suuuuck). Which is I guess less an example of procrastination and more an example of me sucking, except that it IS procrastination when Christmas is in less than a week. I also have a writing job that I should be working on because I said I would have it done before I left on Christmas Eve, but I’m not working on that yet. Why? Well, partly because they don’t pay me enough, BUT REALLY: I have a simultaneous fear of success and failure. Which I guess a lot of people do, but here is how it works into my procrastination. The longer I put off doing something, the longer I have where the thing I am creating still has potential. That might not be clear, so let me explain. I...