How I work

Not particularly well it seems. I’m a classic procrastinator-I’ll leave any task no matter how big or small to the last possible moment, then if there really is no way to avoid getting started, it absolutely must be done and done now.

Then I’ll take a quick walk to think about it.

I have been tempted in the past to think that this is only because I don’t really enjoy or care much for the work that I have to do. However the unpalatable fact is that I have not yet got round to doing the work I’d really like to do i.e. writing, despite spending many an hour reflecting on how much I really would lit to.

I suppose if I carry on in this fashion six months before my death, a switch will click internally and I’ll churn out some passable first novel, screen play or similar and then on receipt of the first royalty check pop my clogs.

Herein lies the procrastinators real problem.Whilst putting off work(related to employment) is fine provided you remain in employment and able to feed yourself-generally there is an eventual deadline you must meet and the work gets done, or senior management changes and the work gets forgotten.

Putting off life ambitions though is exceptionally dangerous. There is no deadline for realising our real goals except death itself. Unfortunately we don’t know when this day will come and spend a great deal of time attempting to trick ourselves into believing that we are in fact immortal. The real risk is that the deadline will hit one day unanticipated and, well, that’s it, failure, we never even got close to doing what we set out to do. Of course even if are a lifetime of devoted procrastination we manage eventually to realise our goals we still will have spent most our lives putting off the one thing we actually wanted to do.

Perhaps I should get on with that first novel / screenplay / whatever. Well maybe tomorrow.