I am bored today. Not only with the day, but with my WIP, BG3. I don’t care that much about them, whether or not they get together. I know how it ends. I just am bored with how they get there.
I think I am going to put it on the back burner if I don’t catch a spark on it today. Just thinking about setting it aside raises a slight bit of panic so there may be help for it after all.
I do this a lot, although not with my writing. I do this in real life. I get all wound up about a project, whatever, and I get it started then….I’m bored. For me, the joy is in the preparation, the planning. Sometimes I continue my enthusiasm through the building/creating of the project. But not often.
When we were kids, my parents got this roll of butcher block paper. We would lay out a big sheet and get our cars and crayons and markers and we’d make this town, streets and all. And as soon as it was finished, we’d maybe drive through it once but then we’d flip it over and start again.