Sunday, April 27, 2003
If J.K. Rowling wrote the first Harry Potter book at a cafe can I write my book at one? I often find cafes cool and centering, but I also get pissed off when too many people are there disturbing my "groove"! So I guess the key is to find a quiet, empty cafe (and good coffee and low fat treats) that can stay in business from my coffee habit. Oh yeah, they need to have wireless access too! Anybody know of a place like that in the GLA?
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Thursday, April 24, 2003
Jazz great Nina Simone died in her Paris home on Monday. Simone's music has long been an inspiration to me. Her raspy, beautiful voice has calmed me at times when nothing else could.
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Monday, April 21, 2003
Okay, procrastination has gotten the best of me yet again. While I should be prepping for a dissertation defense tomorrow (yes I have read the diss.) I felt the need to reactivate my webcam and desktop cam. Why? I have no idea whatsoever? So not only is the original webcam page now active again but their are minature images here :-) Yes, I know...I'm bad, I should be more focused, I should be punished.
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Thursday, April 17, 2003
Yesterday was beautiful. I sat out on the patio with the dog and Tupac. Not the real Tupac of course but with everyone of his CDs queued in the stereo and playing continuously. I read and wrote all day (on paper *gasp*). I got 8 solid pages of an article done. The review that I was supposed to be revising and resubmitting turned into a full fledged review essay. Today is rainy and cold and I have to go to campus, but I will find time this afternoon to work more on the article so that I can finish it up this week and move on.
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Tuesday, April 15, 2003
No academic writing got done yesterday, lots of documentation and narrative evaluation writing, but not one word of academic writing :-(
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Monday, April 14, 2003
Got 5 solid hours of writing in today. Okay, not so solid. Worked with others today and did a little talking, just a little. I can really see myself finishing up this article tomorrow. The question is whether I want to go to campus, stay home, or go somewhere else. I guess it depends on my mood when I get up in the morning. Sometimes I just have to get away from home because doing laundry sounds like more fun than working.
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Friday, April 11, 2003
Today I worked. I made the notes that I needed to for the revision. I read one of the two things I need to read and I watched basketball (a girl's gotta have some fun, right?). Tomorrow is a busy campus day but I packed the second article I need to reread for the revision just incase there is some down time (yeah, right). So it's now after 2 a.m. and I have an 8:30 a.m. meeting (sadistic aren't they?) and I am going to play one quick game of Yahtzee and try to sleep.
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Thursday, April 10, 2003
Ok, I got no writing done yesterday, not even my list. I just didn't feel like it. After I did the 101 other things that were slated for the day I vegged out, watched television, and play Yahtzee online! Well maybe today (after I get some sleep of course).
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Wednesday, April 09, 2003
I have 2 revise and resubmits that I really need to get done and sent back in. One gives me the feeling that I could actually get in done witha couple of straight hours of work. The problem is that I can't find a couple of hours all together (unless I cut back to 2 hours of sleep a night). I have been totally unproductive today. I have been so busy for the last week that I am totally just burned out. I can't even bring myself to read for pleasure right about now. think can be revised fairly quickly. Anything else is bonus work tomorrow!
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Tuesday, April 08, 2003
I soooo wish that I had time to write. So many other things are sucking my time dry! I have so many ideas that I want to research more and get down on paper, but I just can't find the time! My biggest fear right now is that when I do find the time I will find myself with a serious case of brain drain! I know, fatalistic.
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