I’ve been confused this past week. So much has happened that it’s hard to decide what to write here. It’s been a balanced week in terms of the good and bad stuff that happened, but on the whole it feels like this week could have been so much better, if only I’d tried.
The most disappointing thing this week was the fact that I was surprisingly unproductive – even though we didn’t have a lot of homework to do, which, I found, was the reason for my lack of motivation. Since I had so less work to do, I procrastinated, for half an hour, one hour, one and a half hour, until I sat down to work too late to get it done in time to do other things.
It sounds odd and funny, but it seems like I need a long to-do list to get motivated and working. I could’ve utilized all the free time I had in other things, such as editing the stories I have written and sending them out to magazines, but instead I wasted time on Instagram.
I’ve been thinking for a long while that it was too unrealistic of me to aim to get ten pieces published this year. I’ve been too busy keeping up with schoolwork and revision for the tons of exams we have this year (second test series begins in September, ) to give enough time to write for publication. I overestimated the amount of free time that I’d have this year.
I hate making goals and then not completing them; it feels like cheating myself and giving up without trying. I haven’t quit yet; I’ll have time until December before the next test series, so I’ll try to work as much as I can on my writing, and hopefully get one more story published (two pieces are being considered right now). But for the next year, I’m going to follow a more realistic way of planning – by setting goals and priorities for three months at a time, because there’s no telling how circumstances change, so it’s better not to look too far. I got this idea from Sarah Emma over at her blog – she’s the sister of my favorite ever Liz Ward – and I can’t really state how easier it has made things for me.
I’m getting more and more interested in reading and writing science fiction lately. In addition to some scholarship essays, I’ve also written a handful of sci-fi flash fiction stories this month, and I’m quite happy with how most of them turned out. At this stage, I’m still experimenting with the genre, since I’m so ill-read in sci-fi, but I do hope to read more and write more. Dystopia especially seems interesting, given the state the world is in right now, though it’s not really that pleasant to think about. It looks good only between the pages of a book, not between people and governments, between man and nature, between you and me.
“I think that sometimes the only real thing is now.”
― Suzanne Young