Jan. 7th, 2013

parallax23: (sweet)
I logged onto my computer for the first time today to see that PlagiarismHaven (which I was ironically going to check out) was closing and the stories I wanted to read were gone.  The year 2012 was really hectic for me, so I didn't get the chance to actually participate much after being accepted into the community.  I also didn't get to read the stories I'd been so enthused to read when I first applied to join (the application process took a while, and so I ended up accepted when I didn't have time to read anything).  It seems that I'm not the only person who had a rough time last year, and I can completely see how life can put strain on writers.  Being an adult does things to writers' ability to write.  While I'm disappointed, there's tons of other stories out there waiting to be discovered and hopefully I'll come across them this year and in the years to come.

At the same time, it's brought me face to face again with several decisions I've made in the last two months concerning how I'll schedule my life, academic and professional goals.  I chose not to retake the CFA exam because it is time consuming and it was more important when I was job hunting.  Now that I have a job, I'm more concerned with being stable than getting back into the melee of fighting over jobs.  I like my job, it's practically my dream job with a few exceptions, but nothing that makes it less than great.  Plus, I've still got grad school that I'm working on.  I haven't been to the gym since October and I want to change that.  I spent the last two months cooped up going insane with no recreation time to myself -- I'd wake up, go to work, go to school and come home with just enough time to shower then fall asleep; for days I didn't have school, homework was enough to make me wish for class.  I don't want to live the way I did in 2012 again.

The one thing I've been disappointed about 2012 is that it's the year that I've done the least amount of writing since I started writing.  Yes, I read more than usual, but my imagination was burned out.  I was unhappy in a way that writing didn't speak to.  I didn't want to write without my heart in it.  But not writing is bad too, since it reinforces not taking the time to write.  Well, I have some more structure in order to figure this out.

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