Gardens are not made by singing, “Oh, how beautiful,” and sitting in the shade — Rudyard Kipling
And neither are books, poems, paintings, sculptures, films, or any other creative endeavor. To bring forth a work of art, we have to get our bodies busy and our brains pumping.
List the ways you procrastinate and the excuses you give to justify those distractions. How can you avoid them in the future?
What does your character use as an excuse to avoid doing the work necessary to bring about what it is they want?
How do they feel/react when confronted with the fact that they’re procrastinating? What (or who) makes them aware?