Or making excuses... I've sat down many days and not passed one keystroke on any writing what-so-ever. I've discussed here my tendency not to write plans which has gotten more than one of the stories I have in progress to a point where I simply can see no way forward. This tendency I'm sure is why my stories tend to have such weak endings. That is because I don't start with at least a destination in mind.
Thus in writing as with any other endeavor the lack of a plan is really the starting and ending point that destroys all hope of accomplishment. Still I have not ever, never ever... learned the slightest thing about plans, or making them.
NO WONDER YOU ARE A FAILURE AT LIFE ANNE! Go drown your sorrows in a bottle of rum, or more likely maddog 20/20...
At least if you kill enough brain cells you can blame that rather than laziness for being the problem in your life.
What drives this rant? Kenn Gannon's blog and the article that he recommends that I have book marked for all the good it will do. After all if you have no clue about how to begin to write a plan, you are pretty much not ever going to get anywhere except spinning your wheels in the same used up patch of ugly!