Outlining isn’t writing. I’m a writer, not an outliner. Besides, I love writing, not outlining.
It drives me insane. Outlining might as well be the bane of my existence.
Outlining takes time. I could spend those hours writing instead. Besides, we only have 24 hours every day. I can’t afford to spend half of it on an outline.
An outline doesn’t guarantee anything. When my plans fall through, I’m back at square one.
My characters take one look at my outline and proceed to do the exact opposite. I bet they laugh at me behind my back too.
It requires a certain mood. I almost never want to outline.
Outlining isn’t fun. At least writing is some of the time.
I don’t follow my outlines. The one time I did, I didn’t finish my novel. That manuscript has been rotting away for years now.
It can lead you down rabbit holes. You might not recognize you need to be saved until it’s too late.
Outlining doesn’t work for everybody. Exhibit A: me.
Some teachers want you to hand in outlines. I wrote my essay first and then created an outline later. Because I’m a rebel.
I dread the thought of outlining almost as much as I do driving. You just never know what might happen.
Outlining puts off writing. We all know writers are masters at procrastinating.
Outline for too long and you have one day to write and edit your final essay. Good luck.
It can be inefficient. Which is unproductive. As a student writer, I need all the productivity I can get.
Outlining will never compare to writing. I’d rather edit than outline. What has the world come to? I’ll pick the lesser of two evils, thank you very much.
I’m sort of, kind of joking. Seriously, I don’t hate outlining that much.