Essays.

I love writing. I really do.

But something about essays makes me want to curl up into a ball and die.

Rarely am I told to write about something I want to write about, but rather I’m given a limited spectrum of choice and have to write something that I don’t really feel passionate about.

I feel like I want to paint a portrait of a person, yet the assignment is to paint fruit, y’know?

As usual, I finished my rough draft at the last minute, finally settling on a topic that I could write a couple of pages on without constantly scrambling for more filler. I’m not particularly happy with my work, but rough drafts are made to be revised.

What I really want is a freewrite assignment. Ten pages on whatever you want to write about. A story, a memoir, a long poem, whatever it is that tickles ze fancy. I’d really like the inspiration that a deadline provides – so many of my writing has gone unfinished simply because I had no reason to finish it. Que tragedy, yes?

Though I doubt I will ever receive that assignment, one can only hope and dream. For now I’ll write the introduction to a thousand and one stories and hope I’ll somehow be able to see them through to the end. 😛

Procrastination

Hmmm…I want to write this, but maybe I’ll just do it later…

See what I did there? That, mis amigos, is procrastination. It is one of my worst habits, and I know for a fact that its a disease that plagues many.

Currently, I’m procrastinating the completion of my US History Homework. You see, we had the entirety of Thanksgiving break to read three chapters and do a couple of assignments on them, due Tuesday and Wednesday.

I, however, decided not to think about any schoolwork until today. Luckily, there was no other assignments that I had to complete, but still. Thinking back, this really shouldn’t have been put off for so long. Instead of spending several hours reading Death Note and One Piece, I should have been reading An American Pageant, like I was assigned to.

Even now, as it nears midnight (my official bedtime on school nights), I’m having doubts about whether or not it’s actually worth it to start reading. I could probably wait another hour, knock out a chapter or two, and worry about the rest tomorrow. Really, if I chill for another hour, I’ll still have four to devote to my work.

Now that I think about it, I think that’s the best decision. I’d like to at least get to chapter 100 in One Piece. Maybe 110. Once I do that, I’ll start my work.

Or not.

Eh, it’ll get done I’m sure. No need to freak out….that’s best saved until the few minutes I have before class starts.