There is a fine line between creative distraction and procrastination.
But I know it’s there. I keep stumbling over it.
I love to write. Love it. So what’s up with that sudden need to browse the internet in search of ways to identify which application has hijacked my sound, rendering my laptop as silent as the grave?
With the story or article I’m immersed in open before me, why is it so urgent to investigate if the cat’s dish has enough kibble mounded in it to keep him from launching one of his evil, stank-eyed glares my way?
A beautiful, blank screen and the luxury of time to fill it with words awaits. But I can’t leave that breakfast dish soaking in the sink. Must. Clean. Now.
I love getting lost in my work. Absolutely adore that sensation of surfing waves of vocabulary, feeling as though all those tedious hours of lower education where you were forced to read what teachers, parents and other authorities deemed necessary, have finally been justified. The original purpose shredded and forgotten, but their elements distilled down over time into an internal thesaurus. Each successful excavation of expression slipping into place with a satisfying *click*…
So why all the avoidance?
And then I realized…It’s not procrastination. It’s Creative Distraction.
It’s that tiny break when you’re doing something else and…*click*…your imagination engages. The gears and cogs mesh. The next step in your story emerges from the fog, clear and concise and cogent. You fly back to your laptop, eager to get it all down. Then, as soon as the surge has passed…you stare at the keyboard and realize…
…you just have to organize your closet. Must. Do. Now.
So in the end it’s not a fine line dividing procrastination from Creative Distraction. It’s more of a trip-wire. And you don’t stumble over it. It catches you mid-stride, catapulting you forward.
Right into the next idea.
My plants need watering. Must. Do. Now…
3 thoughts on “Creative Distraction”
Ah I love this! I was suffering from a case of creative distraction myself last night. I finally had that “click” triggered by a memory. 10 pages later I called it a night. Sometimes I just like to let the ideas build through my procrastination. Great read, very relatable.
Thanks! My life would be empty without Creative Distractions. And, yeah, I can see how memories surface more easily when you’re engaged in something completely unrelated.
The beauty of the mundane springs creative juices
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