Getting Shit Done, Part Two
Nov. 22nd, 2016 08:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rynlingThis is what I did yesterday:
- I edited chapters three, four, and five of the "On Calmer Tides" fic, and I posted the third chapter to FFN. This is the first thing I did in the morning because I obviously have my priorities in order.
- I updated my official institutional bio page, which made me feel like a huge nerd.
- Emails, so many emails. Each one of them took like thirty minutes to process. There are not enough hours in the day, and I am still not done. I can finally see the bottom of the list, though!
- I wrote a paragraph of a formal, professional book review. It was hard. I've been putting off writing this review for a month now, and I need to bite the bullet and finish it. The problem I'm having is that the author is presenting a ton of information with no connective tissue, so it's difficult to process, summarize, and evaluate what she's saying.
- I've been working on a translation introduction since the middle of September. I finally finished it, but it's a mess. Yesterday I edited the first four pages, and it took about five times as long as I thought it would. Why does everything take so long?
- I read the news and cried. I scheduled some time for the emotional fallout, but this also took way longer than I expected. What has happened in the last few days bothers me, but what also bothers me is how little I distrust "the media." There's been an ongoing discussion within my circle of friends on Facebook (several of whom are professional journalists) concerning concrete analysis of "trustworthiness," but even the more trustworthy sources I've consulted still don't hold up to basic critical thinking. I feel very afraid right now.
- Instead of writing, I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening working on a drawing (link) illustrating a very specific joke in response to something someone said on Tumblr, probably because I was attempting to be intensely positive as an antidote to the crying. In retrospect, it was a poor use of my time, because the person I was trying to be friendly with doesn't actually follow me, so I doubt she would have even seen this. Also it's not very good? Note to self: The next time you think you're going to be friendly with someone on Tumblr, DON'T. It's not an efficient use of your time, and you just end up looking like a needy asshole. Play Pokémon instead!
In other words, nothing of consequence was accomplished. Why do I feel so tired?
- I edited chapters three, four, and five of the "On Calmer Tides" fic, and I posted the third chapter to FFN. This is the first thing I did in the morning because I obviously have my priorities in order.
- I updated my official institutional bio page, which made me feel like a huge nerd.
- Emails, so many emails. Each one of them took like thirty minutes to process. There are not enough hours in the day, and I am still not done. I can finally see the bottom of the list, though!
- I wrote a paragraph of a formal, professional book review. It was hard. I've been putting off writing this review for a month now, and I need to bite the bullet and finish it. The problem I'm having is that the author is presenting a ton of information with no connective tissue, so it's difficult to process, summarize, and evaluate what she's saying.
- I've been working on a translation introduction since the middle of September. I finally finished it, but it's a mess. Yesterday I edited the first four pages, and it took about five times as long as I thought it would. Why does everything take so long?
- I read the news and cried. I scheduled some time for the emotional fallout, but this also took way longer than I expected. What has happened in the last few days bothers me, but what also bothers me is how little I distrust "the media." There's been an ongoing discussion within my circle of friends on Facebook (several of whom are professional journalists) concerning concrete analysis of "trustworthiness," but even the more trustworthy sources I've consulted still don't hold up to basic critical thinking. I feel very afraid right now.
- Instead of writing, I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening working on a drawing (link) illustrating a very specific joke in response to something someone said on Tumblr, probably because I was attempting to be intensely positive as an antidote to the crying. In retrospect, it was a poor use of my time, because the person I was trying to be friendly with doesn't actually follow me, so I doubt she would have even seen this. Also it's not very good? Note to self: The next time you think you're going to be friendly with someone on Tumblr, DON'T. It's not an efficient use of your time, and you just end up looking like a needy asshole. Play Pokémon instead!
In other words, nothing of consequence was accomplished. Why do I feel so tired?
