Practice Makes For Perfect Procrastination

I’m still cranking through the sequel and it’s getting to be almost torturous.

The moments where words seem to flow naturally are interspersed with coffee breaks and Tumblr posts and GoT marathons. I’m so easily distracted that when I finally sit down to write, my fingers seem rigged with lead. It’s like chicken pecking and carpal tunnel all at the same time.

The only times I find that my words come easily is when I’m not doing what I’m supposed to be doing. I’m tweeting or replying to a post or ranting about something on Faceboook. Or, even worse/better, I’m caught up in outlining another story that I have yet to start, and yet I know my protagonist’s favorite ice cream flavor and the one song she always cries to.

I know that writing is a habit, and that the more you practice, the better you become at following through. I’ve just never been good at actually practicing.


Published by Ren Martinez

Ren is a thirty-something Lost Boy whose personal aesthetic is “suspected of witchcraft by local villagers.” She subscribes to cheerful nihilism, the destruction of the patriarchy, and the belief that glitter makes everything better. She is a Richmond-based writer and performer who has fiction and non-fiction work found in a variety of publications, such as The Mary Sue, RVA Magazine, The Quotable, and Nostrovia Press. She is currently the fiction editor and a regular contributor at Quail Bell Magazine. She is also the co-host of the podcast, This F***ing Guy! Find out more at or read her dumbass tweets on Twitter @itsrenmartinez

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