It’s not that I’m not writing much these days, but rather a lot of my writing is done at work. And I think the style required there is hurting my other writing.
Posts Tagged ‘writing’
Give Yourself Time To Think »
Too rarely do we give ourselves time to just sit and think throughout the day. Take some time to relax and see what happens!
Making Writing Your Passion »
I’ve gone in and out of this state several times over the last few years, where I’m writing more and doing well, but then get I sidetracked by something.
Thinking about thinking about doing something »
I wouldn’t call what I’ve been in a “slump.” I’ve had ideas, and they’d be good things to write down; old projects have new life and new projects come to mind on a regular basis. What I don’t have is time, or energy, or desire. I’m busy a lot of the time, and when I’m not busy I’m tired. Even when I could potentially work after resting, I just don’t feel like pushing myself so hard that I burn out.
This is why I wanted to drop out. I just don’t have the energy to do stuff during the semester. I don’t understand why those two nights of classes wipe me out like they do, but between my job (which requires a great deal of extroversion when I’m an introvert, and subsequently drains me emotionally and mentally) and three 12-15 hour days in each five day work week (two of class, one of D&D which, being social activity, still requires extroversion as well as mental work since I run the game), I’m just gone by the weekend. So I don’t write, and I don’t bother to record videos, and I haven’t done a podcast in I-don’t-know-how-long.
Bordering on the Sicklands »
With the demands of my job and my body threatening a full revolt, I’ve been reading instead of writing and napping instead of doing anything worthwhile.
Researching the Medieval Inquisition »
I’m not exactly maintaining radio silence this week, and I’ll probably be on Twitter very regularly for the next several days when I am in Blackboard 9.0 training (three days of in-depth training in preparation for our upgrade and migration), but I haven’t gotten any writing done. When I was working over the weekend, I was researching the Cathar heresy and the Medieval Inquisition. I have a paper due on this topic this coming Saturday and lots of research yet to complete.
So I’m going through a stack of books, making copious notes in Scrivener and compiling all of my materials before I actually begin writing. Despite the fact that this paper is worth relatively little of my grade and I’m not generally a very diligent student, I’m actually giving this one some effort. It will probably be the last research paper of my college career, so that’s worth something I guess.
The Writer’s Circle »
At a reading last Friday, I caught a glimpse of what might have been if my choices had been different than they were. I’m not sure I would have been ultimately happy, but I perhaps would have been more content than I am now.
Do we all need a college degree? »
Frustrated by an employee’s pointed questions about my studies, I spent some time writing and exploring my own thoughts on the subject. This blog entry is the result.
Impromptu D&D Creation »
I’ve had too much coffee tonight as a means of fueling my Dungeon Mastering, so I thought I’d write a bit before going to bed.
I enjoy playing D&D. I don’t know that I particularly enjoy running the game, and I certainly don’t prepare much when I must run it, but if the options are “run the game” vs “no D&D,” then I choose the former.
For me, the whole point of the endeavor is to build a story together, to laugh and share good times, and to find out what happens next. I come to each session with a rough framework and an idea of what will happen now and what will happen next, but I don’t prepare overly much. Part of that is because I’m afraid I’ll railroad my players if I do over-prepare, and part of it is certainly that I’m busy and don’t want to take the time to work on D&D a whole lot, but there’s something to be said for how fun impromptu creation is.
Writing is a bit like drowning »
Last week I decided to write about money, so I sat down and began typing. I still haven’t gotten back into the routine for writing that I had before my collarbone broke, where I was doing a bit every day and then a lot on Saturday. Even the thought of writing is somewhat off-putting right now–it’s work, and I’m tired, so I don’t want to do it. Ever since they moved me to the Library at work, in fact, I’ve been a lot more mentally and emotionally drained.
But last week I sat down to write and fell right into the rhythm. It wasn’t like riding a bike, because that usually starts off a bit wobbly after a long break, and the muscles get tired eventually. No, it was like drowning, like just falling into a pool and relaxing and sinking in. Letting the water bear me where it will.
