Chronicles of a Procrastinating Novelist Volume 28: Distraction Fairy

Patient, persuasive, and potential wrecking, Distraction Fairy occupies a permanent seat on your shoulder in a Faustian immitation of the demon whispering constant temptation into the ear. Full to the brim with excuses backed up with seamless rationales, she'll convince you to sacrifice art and book that lunch with that one acquaintence you haven't seen in years and wont see for another decade once lunch ends while your writing stagnates. She's made a pact with the internet to sabotage the attention span of all artists and has the filters set to throw a barrage of tantalizing fodder geared to bugger up the ability to focus and produce your art. Netflix. News articles. YouTube. Let's plays. Cat videos (I do not watch these). Solitaire. Pinterest, dear God, Pinterest. It's all there at her conniving little fingertips. Fortunately, she's easy to shut up. Discipline, motivation, or the sheer terror of an impending deadline will drown her out entirely. She strikes in boredom, moments of vulnerability, or in tandem with Insecurity Fairy, having convinced the latter she can soothe her anxiety. She's an excellent liar. Indulge her at your peril. But if contextualized, she really is harmless.

Thank you for reading,

B