Me being me, I read about 75 pages I didn’t need to today, so I could put off doing urgent and more important work I should be doing.
I’ll probably regret procrastinating so much during reading week. (it might be called spring break or revision week depending on where you’re from.) I use the word “regret” loosely here. But, to be fair, I did read for fun and for school over reading week. A claim some students can’t make. At least not honestly.
Reading in order to procrastinate is an art. An art I’ve mastered.
Can you tell I also put off blogging for as long as I possibly can before I force myself to close the book I’m currently reading, even if I don’t particularly like the novel?
How well do you know my reading preferences?
Paperback or hardcover?
Print or Ebooks?
Audiobooks or Ebooks?
Series or standalones?
Short or long chapters?
Short or long books?
Poetry or prose?
Popular or literary fiction?
Fantasy or sci-fi?
Fantasy or mystery?
Books turned into TV shows or movies?
Buy or borrow?
Library or bookstore?
Eat or drink while reading?
How’d you do? How would you answer the above questions?
There’s a lot going on at any given time in my student life and writerly world. But right now I’m even busier than usual.
I have a lot of things to work on and not enough time to do everything. If only I had more hours in the day. If only I didn’t need to sleep every night. If only I could be productive all the time. Oh, the possibilities then would be truly endless.
Also because my attention span is shorter than a goldfish, I felt the need to open a dozen tabs and work on multiple projects at once.
I ended up doing a little of everything. But I don’t feel like I did anything. At least nothing substantial.
For some reason, I just can’t seem to concentrate on one task at a time.
My solution? Go to sleep.
Even though a cover letter is quite short length-wise, it took me a long time to write one today. I’m a writer. What did you expect?
If you think writing is easier for writers than it is for non-writers, think again.
I’m pretty sure I over-analyzed every sentence I wrote more than once. Also, I changed the introduction a million times and couldn’t think of a way to conclude for the longest time. Eventually I looked up example cover letters for inspiration. I also needed to make sure I was on the right track. The only thing I remember from that Internet search: you’re not writing an autobiography, you’re writing a cover letter.
I’m proud of myself for starting my summer job search early. But I’m not proud that I wrote said cover letter as a way to procrastinate working on my media article analysis. Or any of my other more pressing assignments.
I’m a writer and a procrastinator. But you already knew that.
I don’t know why I’m going
In the direction I am
I think I’ve lost my reason
I need to find it again
There’s no use doing
Without a definite end
But I don’t need a safety net
When I can build my own wings
Take off into the night sky
And realize I have to lose
In order to find
I’ve been procrastinating on the six essays I need to write. Funny how it works out to one being due every week. Not to mention a quiz, an article analysis, a grammar test, a take home test, a final term test, and other assessments I’m probably forgetting thrown in for good measure. My brain only has the capacity to store so much information. Similarly, I only have so much creativity. Let’s not start with my sanity, okay?
It’s overwhelming. I don’t know where to begin. I don’t know what to work on first. I don’t know how I have that many writing assignments.
For me, starting is always the hardest part. The beginning is bad for my productivity. But once I start brainstorming and writing, I tend to procrastinate less. It’s getting over that initial phase where I realize I should start and actually starting which is tough.
Also, a few days ago, I thought I only had four essays. Then earlier today I counted five. But in writing this post I finally figured out I was wrong all along. I have six essays left and they’re all due within a six week span of time.
That’s knowledge I didn’t want to acquire.
Good luck to me.
I didn’t publish a blog post yesterday. But I thought about blogging. That counts for something, right?
I know, in the future, there will be days I don’t get anything up. So if you’re ever wondering why I didn’t publish a post, you’re in luck.
I did everyone a favour and listed some of my excuses down below.
I felt tired.
I know it’s a terrible excuse. But it’s usually not the only one I have on any given day.
I fell asleep.
Funny enough this happened yesterday. I guess I really was that tired. I can’t guarantee it won’t happen again.
I didn’t feel well.
Even though I enjoy blogging, I don’t enjoy it as much when my head is pounding.
I ran out of time.
On days I don’t manage my time well, I publish posts at 11:59 PM. On days I don’t manage my time at all, I publish posts the next day.
I just couldn’t bring myself to hit the post button.
There are a number of reasons for this. I could write an entire blog post on it. In fact, I just might.
Now you know.
A list of some words I use quite often and would do very well to cut out of my writing because then I’d actually improve my work, which doesn’t sound that bad to me.
A list of words I use often and would do well to cut out of my writing because I’d improve my work, which doesn’t sound bad to me.