Losing myself...

In research. Again.

I have a one-scene chapter in which the MC travels abroad. I needed local color, smells, tastes, sounds, etc.

The year is 1868, the locale is exotic, and--oh my gosh--once I began searching, I couldn't stop. Didn't want to stop, is more apt, for each intriguing page I found led to more intriguing pages.

And, as I often do, I spun off on a tangent, moving past research that I needed on to research that I simply wanted, not satisfied until I reached the end of the story, usually many years past the one I needed.

Google is a blessing and a curse for a procrastinator.

Which brings me to some quotes I found while killing time (procrastinating).

So true:

Anyone can do any amount of work, provided it isn't the work he is supposed to be doing at that moment. ~Robert Benchley

So ominous:

Procrastination is the grave in which opportunity is buried. ~ Author Unknown

So humorous, naughty, but true:

Procrastination is like masturbation. At first it feels good, but in the end you're only screwing yourself. ~Author Unknown


--Cat -- getting to work