On processing

A friend threatened me the other day with sending me an article about procrastination. According to him I have "all the hallmarks of a writer" and I assume he believes procrastination is one of those. I probably have a hundred never written down books in my head. Thought through and ready to be published. But I never ever write them down. Because when I am done with the process, I am no longer interested. It's like learning to knit. I once knitted a massive scarf (It's true, I have photo proof!) and so I know how to knit. I might not have the muscle memory for it, I might not know how to make those twists and turns, but I have discovered the mystery of it. Thus, I am done with it.