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29Mar/180

I am big, fat liar (the lazy writer)

I am not working hard enough on my dream

My current Work In Progress is a novella called The Singer. It's about a guy named Thatcher Graves who is the lead of a tribute band to a famous (fictional) group called The Light. The Light's lead singer and founder, Rock, disappeared under mysterious circumstances years before. Thatcher hires a run-down drifter (Gordy) who has a gift for playing Rock and The Light's music as a new lead singer. Over a week or so of getting to know the secretive Gordy, Thatcher becomes convinced he is actually Rock for real.

I have written a few drafts now and just made a major revision (over the last few weeks, I have read a printed copy of the manuscript and marked it up with changes and have just entered all those changes into the novel document in Scrivener). It's the best version I can create prior to it going out for its professional critique, or to be seen by Beta readers.

To finish entering the edits, I set a weekly goal of  typing in half the edits per week for two weeks. Every time I sat down to work on it, I kept track in my daily writing spreadsheet. The first week, I managed 139 pages (and procrastinated so I didn't really start until Thursday) so I felt good about myself. Then I reviewed the spreadsheet.

Looking back at the analysis of the time I spent working on my revisions, I came to the painful realization that rather than making remarkable progress on this project, I had managed to take a one or two-day project and stretch it out over four lazy weeks!

Here I was, felling good about myself, making progress on my production plan and thinking I am being professional about my writing but the whole time, was lying to myself about what progress means. Simply put, I was being lazy. My goal was not aggressive enough.

Am I the world's laziest writer?

The chart of my work for the week is pictured above. I am stunned by how little actual time I worked on my goal.

Don't get me wrong, I am a busy guy (working in two businesses, I have a family, fitness goals, and so on), but I had many, many opportunity to work on this editing. I didn't chart them but I bet I spent double or even triple this many hours watching television the same week. I slept in a couple of days. I read a book that week I know browsed Twitter and the news and obsessed over a million things in the world a hundred times for a few minutes each. I have no one to blame for not putting the time into my novel than me.

I'm disappointed in myself. The goal that I broke down into a two-week project, when I look at the actual work involved, could have taken place in two days. One if I was ambitious! Seriously, what am I waiting for?

My legacy goal is to master the art of storytelling in the novel format. To get there, I need to keep writing novels, keep putting them out these for readers to react to, and keep taking that feedback and learning and growing for the next project. I have set a big goal for myself to publish 20 novels in the next 20 years. It seemed ambitious at the time. And I really, really, really want to succeed at this. But now 20 novels in 20 years is starting to feel like a lazy goal. Maybe it should be double? Or the timeline shortened?

The questions to ask about your Big Hairy Audacious Goal

Will I change anything based on this revelation? I think so. I'm starting with questions. I've written them below (in case they help you in your goal-setting). And when I have the answers, I'll share them to.

Do you have a lifetime goal for your writing? Are you on track to reach it? Do you have a clear picture of what success looks like? And are you honest with yourself on whether or not you're doing the work it takes to get there?

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