Day 14: Is there such a thing as GOOD procrastination?
It has been a rough two weeks. Kelly and I are having real problems getting traction on this new book. And when things aren't going well, it's pretty easy to find excuses. When the going gets tough, the tough...
Fold laundry.
Do the Times crossword puzzle.
Read blogs.
Write blogs.
Watch soap operas.
I've never been a soaps fan and even after I quit the day job to work at home, I never gravitated to daytime TV. Until this year. This year, I found the greatest time-killer, the best reason not to work, the most riveting soap opera in our times. Yup, you got it...
Kelly and I have been completely mesmerized by this historic battle. I have to say, rather shamefully, that I am 57 years old and although I have voted in every election since I was 25, I never really followed politics very closely. It tells you how issue-savvy I was in my youth that I voted for Gerald Ford only because he was from my home state. But this year...this year, I think this campaign has been a good distraction for me. I have learned more in the last six months about how this government works than I had in all my decades before. It has been enthralling. Some, however, say it has been ugly. To paraphrase Otto von Bismarck's famous quote: "Politics are like sausages, it is better not to see it being made."
I disagree. If I have learned only one thing from watching this campaign it is that we need to pay close attention to the sausage making.
Allow me a different metaphor. I'm left thinking that politics is a little like baseball. Both are best appreciated if you know the strategy, the rules, the history, the personalities behind the game. What does it say about me that now, in the fall of my life, I can explain the in-field fly rule and the Texas caucas system? I'm hoping it says I am maybe a better voter than I was in my Gerald Ford days.
The epic Democratic primary campaign is over now. Kelly and I are, like the candidates, decompressing and trying to get back to our work. Yesterday, I finally finished a chapter I had been agonizing on for two full weeks. Is it a coincidence that I finished it on the day the Democrats finally declared they had a "presumptive nominee?"
I can't go back to mere laundry-folding after this. So I signed up.
The book will get done. But so will other things. I guess this is just procrastination I can believe in.
Fold laundry.
Do the Times crossword puzzle.
Read blogs.
Write blogs.
Watch soap operas.
I've never been a soaps fan and even after I quit the day job to work at home, I never gravitated to daytime TV. Until this year. This year, I found the greatest time-killer, the best reason not to work, the most riveting soap opera in our times. Yup, you got it...
Kelly and I have been completely mesmerized by this historic battle. I have to say, rather shamefully, that I am 57 years old and although I have voted in every election since I was 25, I never really followed politics very closely. It tells you how issue-savvy I was in my youth that I voted for Gerald Ford only because he was from my home state. But this year...this year, I think this campaign has been a good distraction for me. I have learned more in the last six months about how this government works than I had in all my decades before. It has been enthralling. Some, however, say it has been ugly. To paraphrase Otto von Bismarck's famous quote: "Politics are like sausages, it is better not to see it being made."
I disagree. If I have learned only one thing from watching this campaign it is that we need to pay close attention to the sausage making.
Allow me a different metaphor. I'm left thinking that politics is a little like baseball. Both are best appreciated if you know the strategy, the rules, the history, the personalities behind the game. What does it say about me that now, in the fall of my life, I can explain the in-field fly rule and the Texas caucas system? I'm hoping it says I am maybe a better voter than I was in my Gerald Ford days.
The epic Democratic primary campaign is over now. Kelly and I are, like the candidates, decompressing and trying to get back to our work. Yesterday, I finally finished a chapter I had been agonizing on for two full weeks. Is it a coincidence that I finished it on the day the Democrats finally declared they had a "presumptive nominee?"
I can't go back to mere laundry-folding after this. So I signed up.
The book will get done. But so will other things. I guess this is just procrastination I can believe in.
posted by PJ Parrish | 3:08 PM
4 Comments:
That's pretty good if you can actually figure out the caucus system. The word "anachronistic" sort of comes to mind for me, but whatever.
Good luck with the new book.
Ah, yes, I've danced the procratinator's polka with every book I've written. There'a a great quote about writing - I don't love writing so much as I love having written.
Experience has taught me a few tricks for overcoming that. Check my blog http://awritersruminations.blogspot.com/ - the April 23rd and 26th, 2007 posts. I hope they help!
Procrastination--doing a lot of household chores--man-chores, of course--that's what puts me in touch with the real world and reminds me that life is what happens outdie of the office where I sequester myself with my PC. Procratsination is a liberating Luddite activity.
My old lecturer once hit my fingers with a rule and told me, "Procrastination is the thief of time, my boy".
I never forgot.
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