I love writing. But editing is not nearly as fun as baseballing. It’s happening. I’m making up words. If only I could be the next Shakespeare.
I spent the day writing and editing.
I spent the night watching baseball instead of working because procrastination is so much easier than being productive.
When I first started writing this post, I was trying to think of parallels between editing and baseball. I’m sure there are some, but my tired brain can’t think of one.
After writing most of an essay earlier in the day, my brain was ready to shut down. In a perfect world, I would have a lot more time to write and edit all my essays.
I don’t enjoy trying to write an entire paper in one session, which is why I prefer not to procrastinate until the last minute. More often than not, I give myself enough time. After all, I know myself as a writer better than anyone.
It helps that I write every day. I know what I’m capable of, I know how long I need. So I can plan out my mess of a life accordingly.
Editing is tricky though. Again, in a perfect world, I’d have all the hours I want for revisions. Some papers take longer, especially if I wrote an extremely terrible first draft. Besides, the more words I’ve written, the more time it’ll take to make them better.
I know this isn’t the best idea, but occasionally I write and edit while watching baseball. When possible I mostly reserve such moments for shallow work such as typing up text messages or informal emails.
But I’m neither flawless, nor am I a saint.
I still haven’t thought of a parallel between editing and baseball. So much for that idea.
Whenever I need to edit, I want to write. Vice versa holds true too. Sadly, I want to do what I’m not doing.
Anyhow, I can’t wait to have a productive day tomorrow. I need to. Those papers won’t write or edit themselves.
A note from real time Herminia:
Obviously, I wrote this post and many others while there was still baseball on TV. But I realized that some of the sentiments I wrote a while ago are still relevant today. I figured now is as good of a time as any to publish this blast from the not so distant past. Fear not, more will come. I’m horribly behind with blogging and horrible at catching up. Thanks for understanding.