4:30 a.m.
Make coffee…
Feed cat…
Light up my palo santo incense…
Put on my isochronic tones…
Drink coffee…
Oh yeah, baby…
My mojo’s working today…
I’m in the groove.…
In the mood again to write!
Hmm? Let’s see…
Write another chapter…
In my humorous women’s fiction manuscript?
Or…
Wha? Hey? Who are you?
What are you doing here?
Oh, don’t act like we’re strangers…
I’m your buddy, Mr. P
Or should I say I’m your…
“I can’t-write-today” buddy…
Thought you could get rid of me, did
ya…
By drinking coffee again?
Oh, I got to give it to you, Leigh…
Blamiing not drinking coffee…
For procrastinating on writing…
That was a good one
Well, don’t you bet on it, missy…
“Cause I’m here to tell ya…
You can’t get rid of me that easily…
I’m stuck in your head…
Deep in your psyche…
Riding the waves of your brain…
Coming up with new ways…
For you to procrastinate…
BWAH HA HA HA
Oh dear Lord!
Mr. P is right…
I don’t have any more excuses not to
write…
No more cleaning goo from the grooves on my laptop…
Or tweezing hairs on my chin…
No more whining I don’t have time
No!
I will not let Mr. P rule my brain, ruin my day!
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| This what he looked like decades ago |
But how do I get rid of this roguish
persona when he…
Makes wasting time look so good?
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| This is what he looks like now |
Tell me fellow writers…
Do you have a Mr. P in your brain?
How do you deal with procrastination?
And if you could see him/her…
What would they look like?
Always,
Em-Musing
