Three guesses why I know this.
I want to be writing something fun. I need school to be over, so I can devote myself to writing for the fun of it. I want to be revising that novel thing. I want to be putting the finishing touches on my newest short story and shopping it around. I want to be starting to pin down the new thing that's floating around my consciousness, the thing that I lie in bed and plan out when I can't sleep, because it's fun. And academic writing, at some point, has become un-fun for me.
I need to be writing my Research Problem, a final paper which functions like a thesis in any normal master's program. I need to be writing my final paper for History of Rhetoric, in which I intend to analyze As Seen on TV commercials and prove that they prey on our fear of being alone and helpless. I need to be writing my stylistic and rhetorical analysis of The Communist Manifesto for my British Essay class. These are all things that I love thinking, talking, and reading about. It's time to start writing.
|Slap your troubles away...|
I decided the problem was location; my office, I reasoned, a place designed to be worked in, was too full of distractions. There are simply too many interesting people hanging around there. So I relocated to my house, on the logic that at least my dogs aren't likely to be doing interesting research on the rhetorical practices of Victorian women or Alexander Pope. I may have mentioned how well that's working out for me.
But May is here, and it's time to put my money where my mouth is.
What are your avoidance strategies? And how do you overcome them?