I’m supposed to be doing a big document for something. I don’t like doing big documents. I’ve spent so long rolling out 500 to 2,000 word pieces that I find that really, trivially, easy. Now ask me to write 10 k words and it looms like some monstrous difficulty, rather than that it is, 5 pieces that I can do trivially. I know this, it just doesn’t transfer from intellectual knowing it to doing it easily.
Also, a slight further difficulty in that I’ve got to think about this.
However, I am now recalling the power of displacement activity. I’m days and days ahead in my normal tasks, have cleared up all the odd payments, unfiled invoices there were, inquired about this and that that I should have, nailed down the price for that odd lot of weird metal that I’ve been offered…..done, in fact, absolutely everything except the one main task in front of me.
And, umm, written a blog post about how I’m avoiding doing that main task by writing a blog post…..
Presumably, if someone insisted that I must do something else I want to do even less then I’d get it done, right?