Dreary Day

So it's ugly and rainy and dark out.  The perfect day for writing, right?  Well to avoid writing today I have:

Gone out for breakfast.
Bought underwear to keep from doing the laundry.
Gone to the farm.
Downloaded software to the farm PC.
Gone out for lunch (not previously planned) with the program director.
Spent two hours paying bills for work and making a bank deposit for my part-time job.
Shopped for bread.
Bought two tee shirts instead.
Sat in the parking lot at McDonald's checking my Facebook page.
Wrote in both of my blogs.

How long can I keep this up?

Procrastination

(Background music: Anticipation by Carly Simon)

For most writers it's called writer's block, but for me it's procrastination.  I will do anything to find myself once again inside the pages of the book I've been writing all year.  I'll even post to my blog.

I have no dearth of ideas about what my characters in (all three of) my books in process are doing.  I get ideas every night around 2AM.

But it's 2AM.  I should be sleeping not typing.

For most writers who can't get something down on paper it's called writer's block, but for me it's procrastination.  Or denial.