Sometimes putting my feet up and playing video games or watching tv is so much more attractive than sitting at the desk and writing for a few hours. Whereas video games – my nemesis – are easier to dive into and occupy my time, misled by the idea that they are fulfilling in their own way, writing takes a certain inspiration that is sometimes absent, or even worse, overshadowed. I am always thinking of my book and what I need to write – it’s unavoidable. However, sometimes being imaginative seems so much more cumbersome than playing a nicely crafted narrative from the couch. It’s despicable, I know.
I have recently started using a certain tactic to avoid the dark room where my xbox calls to me. I wear shoes in the house. It’s a simple remedy and has so far proved effective. I am one of those people who is sickened by shoes on the furniture, especially the sofa and the bed, so by wearing my shoes in the house I avoid certain temptations.
I’ve been writing for two hours today and I have only untied one shoe. Progress: it’s a beautiful thing.
– Connor Wilkins