And this is how we’re rolling for Throwback Thursday — #tbt — this first Thursday in January.
And this is how the term Procrasti-writing came into being.
First posted January 27, 2009
So, yesterday I posted my burning question for the day. It was — What is your most desperate act of procrastination? The bottom of the barrel? The last resort?
I rolled out with rolling pennies, and invited others to divulge their procrastinating ways. In the comments section I found: rooting for worms, alphabetizing things, obsessively cleaning, and one comment that began: let S be the set of activities — at which point, my eyes glazed over. Just kidding! That be my favorite.
So, Keziah Fenton — a writer who knows how to have fun, a lover of all things Gerard Butler, dog mama to Ky, best friend forever — and I were on Google Chat later in the evening talking about her rooting for worms and she said, “Yeah. Procrasti-writing.” I’m paraphrasing here, because I’m pretty sure “yeah” isn’t in Keziah’s vocab. That be an Elenism. Just sayin’.
I said, “Okay. I’m stealing that term. I’m making it a category on my blog.” So, with her blessing, that is what I have done. It’s now in my category cloud. This is the first procrasti-writing post. Really. We’re co-sharing the term, just like the 20-somethings are co-buying real estate, becoming cohos — communal homeowners.
Here it is.
procrasti-writing — you know how that goes: the Word document is open while you clean the house, rearrange furniture, file recipes, brush the dog, scoop the yard — anything but write, but tell everyone you are.
And, of course, we have to add: penny rolling, alphabetizing, obsessive anything, and developing equations to limit your procrastinating ways.
My favorite part, and the key I think, to procrasti-writing is the last line. What do you think? Any procrasti-writers out there? Dish.
Today you got a twofer. That’s not going to happen again. Probably. Maybe. Unless, I’m procrasti-writing.
Thank you, Keziah.
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin. Keep those throwbacks rollin’…
Oops! Wrong song.
Or would those be throws back?
Is it quittin’ time yet?