My Muse
I finally nailed down the thing that makes me the most happy, atleast the least unhappy. Writing. I know it can be frustrating; It can be time consuming; It can throw me down the absyss of depression; but the wonderful sense of accomplishment I get right after I finish it is worth all that and more.
I have a billion things to do, but none that I want to. I dont have the drive or the motivation to finish anything on my plate right now. I dont have a pet project anymore. Thats my biggest problem.
I am going to start two secret projects. Both of them are going to be review papers. I am not going to tell QoH or J about them. If I do, the only advice I will get is, “Why dont you take care of things you have right now and then start something fresh?” They will be partially right about it. My current work load demands all the attention I can give to it. But unless I have that jump in my steps, I am not going to do anything. These papers are going to be my source of joy. I am going to draw heavily from them to offset the boredom of the rest.
I am going to give myself 1 hour a day for 4 months to finish the first draft of each paper. Its a long time, but I have to be careful not to let this dominate my schedule. Lets see how this pans out.
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By RageyOne, June 7, 2005 @ 1:24 am
I find that writing is such a solitary process that it is sometimes difficult for me to get motivated. I almost need a time deadline at times in order for me be productive.