(Day 119?) Wow, we are really getting up there in dates. So high in fact that I am not even sure if I did that math correctly. I have been struck with a mean case of writer's block. Having been outwitted by my own logic, this blog has not helped me write when I am stumped, as writer's block has struck me here too. For my birthday just passed, I wished for a complete, well written thesis on my topic area, delivered in a timely manner. However, most of the people I know are also working on theses, so they thought this an unreasonable request given my unwillingness to write their theses. Oh well.
This writer's block has forced me into changing up my methods. I have to force this Greatest Writing Work (GWW) through whether it likes it or not. I was fond of my previous methods (wait in the sun for inspiration) but it was not the most time-responsible method. My new method (do-it until it gets done) is starting to work I think. I have printed off all of my written pages and my themes in attempt to look at this problem (thesis writing) old-school (or Old Skool). I was prepared to be pleased with myself for writing an entire thesis on technology, technologically. People complain of their eyes hurting from staring at a screen for so long, or inability to maintain organization on their computer, issues that I have overcome, only to be struck by writer's block, the oldest, least technological writing problem since ancient man started writing on walls.
A pencil and a stack of papers in hand, I can at least do some of my work outside, although realistically, the closest it sees to outside is the bus, as that is still a favourite place of mine to do work. See here for the story. And speaking of throwbacks to past writing, I was presented with an off the cuff use of one of the words I coined in the Reed Glossary. In pining about some trouble I was having, and whether it would affect the readability (Reedability, hahah - lame joke, but to me, at this point, very funny) of my thesis. In response to this, I was asked if my plight was not frought with an 'ego-fulfilling prophecy' or the misguided thought that my thesis would actually be read. See glossary here. Hoisted by my own petard, eh. I guess that is what happens when you put this stuff publicly online.
Maybe I could submit this song instead of a thesis song of the day: You, Me & the Bourgeoise - The Submarines
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3 comments:
Oh Reed, you crack me up with the way you position your thoughts! And your glossary is the highlight of my days :)
I miss you terribly and I cant wait to hear about your blog in person :)
Good luck writing!
Hugs and kisses!
Nic
The cure for writer's block: just write stupid stuff. Like stream-of-consciousness bs (which is really not all that different from academic writing anyways). But the act of writing kind of greases the wheels, even if you're just writing random lists of stupid stuff or long meandering blog posts that have no point. Or long meandering blog post comments that have no point... ahhh, productive procrastination...
Oi! What a dolt I am - I forgot it was your birthday! Well, happy belated birthday, dear Mr. Reed. I hope it was full of whatever young ppl like - you know, "iphones" and "rap music" and "loud."
And thanks for the song recommendation - it's a good one!
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