This has been quite a week… Classes started, so it was back to the stress of driving, planning, teaching (in that order… unless you know Miami traffic, you do not know how stressful it can truly be). Sometimes I think I took on more than I can actually manage this semester, but I’m persistent… I’ll make it work.
I also just realized what 92 pages worth of writing looks like–my thesis took on a life of its own at some point, this is much more than I ever planned to write.
Am keeping busy busy busy. My boss and my friend tell me that the footie kids love me… I just thought they were forced to sign up for my sessions because my hours are more convenient and fit in nicely with their practice schedules. Kind of reassuring to know that they’re saying good things about me when they meet with my boss to discuss their progress. It’s always interesting to discuss student writing, you learn so much about the writer, especially when they have to write personal response essays. It’s almost like a character study. Although, this is probably a sign that I’ve been too immersed in studying literary characters…
Speaking of literary characters, the thesis is starting to look like a proper book. No more worries about passing the minimum page requirement, I reached 50 pages long ago and kept going. 80 is looking more and more likely. 80 was my original goal… 100 is the max… I may have to cut if I keep producing such long chapters.
It’s such a new feeling having all these responsibilities. I took over our student organization (it was something of a lark, I didn’t really think no one else would offer to do it), so I’ve been creating budgets and planning events and dates, meeting with the director, making phonecalls to offices all around campus, and generally doing leader type things. Never thought I’d end up in a leadership position, but there it is.
It’s been a long day, but I haven’t been this wide awake and excited in weeks… I just “finished” what will be the third chapter of my thesis. Of course, it won’t be finished until it’s been read, edited, read, edited countless times, but I feel much more confident about this one than I felt about the last one (which wasn’t awful, it just didn’t turn out the way I wanted). I actually managed to stick to my self-imposed deadline, despite the week that I lost because of the mystery pains and the headachy madness. I start at the new job this week, so I need to be able to continue sticking to my deadlines if I plan to finish the first draft of the manuscript by August 😡
I tend to do things on impulse… like restarting this blog. I thought about it, then I thought, ‘Why not? Might as well set it up sooner than later, if I’m going to do it.’ So when I get it in my head to do something, I do it. However, I have to do it straight through. I can’t start something and then take a break from it. That only makes me lose my drive.
Now, I have a thesis to write. I told myself I would write a chapter a month. I would start and stick to it, or I’d end up taking longer than necessary to finish this thing. I gave myself deadlines. I planned things out. I structured the entire process (at least on my end, the rest is up to my committee). The only problem is that this weekend threw me off my schedule. I can multi-task, but there are some things that require my full attention. Writing is one of those. I was distracted. I told myself I needed a break and I would still have enough time to finish my first chapter by the 19th if I started again on Monday. That didn’t happen–starting again on Monday, I mean. Another little snag occurred and I ended up spending my day running around campus getting forms signed and tracking down books in the library (books that are missing!! People, return your books after you are done using them. Just a courtesy.). Now, I can’t remember where I was going with my draft. I was making some sort of transition from one point to another, and I can’t remember what exactly that point was. I’ll figure it out, but the lazy daze has set in.