I went for a long walk this morning just to avoid writing a synopsis. Now I’m writing this blog and still putting it off. I don’t know what it is about writing a synopsis that makes just about any other task seem more urgent. Maybe it’s because it reminds me of school and writing those dreaded book reports. Maybe it’s because my synopses seem to turn out rather stodgy and indigestible because I tend to do a lot of ‘telling’ and not much ‘showing’.

Photo by Petit Brun

July has been a month of procrastinating. First, there were the school holidays to distract me. Then I lost a good few days staying up late watching Cadel Evans win the Tour de France. Now there’s someone to inspire me. I don’t know the first thing about cycling, but the sight of him hauling himself up those Alps, every mile of his struggle etched into his grimacing face, was riveting. I don't see myself taking up cycling, but perhaps Cadel will inspire me to tackle my own alp — my dreaded synopsis.