Every time someone asks me about the status of my dissertation now
When people ask me how I’m going to find the time to finish my dissertation…
DOUBLE WHAMMY. I didn’t want to split this set up.
The whole time I was researching for this chapter, I kept telling people, “I hate the researching stage; I never feel like I’m making progress. I’m really looking forward to writing.” Now that I’ve got my outline and I’m writing, all I can think is, “Life was so much easier when starting work for the day meant pulling out my Post-it flags and cracking a book, when all I had to do was absorb and process. Now I have to actually produce stuff?!” The thing is, I have a fantastic outline for this chapter, so it’s not even like I’m starting from scratch. It’s all in my head; it just needs to be moved onto the screen. Now, don’t get me wrong, I enjoy writing when I’m in the middle of it and have a good flow going. It’s the STARTING to write that’s really a problem.
All set for today’s slightly rainy day.
Note to self: there is a time to play and there is a time to sit your arse down and work towards your goals. Now is the time for the latter.
We call ships ‘she.’ We call our war machines ‘women.’ We compare women to black widows and vipers. And you’re going to tell me it’s not ‘lady-like’ to scream, to take up space, to fight and demand respect and do whatever l I want. You’ve looked at nuclear bombs and been so in awe that you could only name them after women. Don’t try to down-play my power.
I want to frame this and put it next to my computer.