By | Cindy S. Yantis | writingcooperative.com
Procrastination has gotten a bad rap. And, it’s easy to get wrapped up in the badness of it, and to browbeat ourselves over it. I get it. I’m an experienced perpetrator, judge and jury when it comes to the subject of procrastination, often handing down my own verdict: Bad Writer!
So, I’ve been working on a memoir. And, for a while it was simply pouring out of me.
Until it wasn’t. It’s like the river of ideas just stopped flowing. I fell into what most people would call the abyss of procrastination, which kind of fascinated me, to be honest. I’d start by beating myself up, then by trying to pep myself up and then just giving up. It was a cycle that went on for days.
Then I realized something. I was talking about the story with everyone I know, flushing out ideas for a title, discussing through lines, themes and what was underneath certain scenes, asking my family about specific events from childhood, clarifying my memory. The fact is, I’m thinking about this memoir all the time, like a hundred times a day. Also, I read some books about writing memoirs and connected with other memoirists to discuss various aspects of the genre.