English Geek
I really am an English Geek. I'm not ashamed. I'll admit it freely.
What am I doing up at half past six on a Sunday morning, you ask? Surely, not GETTING up, heck no -- if I'm up at this hour it is a late night, not an early morning. Partially, I've had a difficult time sleeping anyway; I'm just getting to that part of the pregnancy where sleep is elusive, sporadic, and easily interrupted. But the other part… well, that's where the "geek" thing comes in.
A couple of days ago, I wrote out the research proposal for one of my classes (Native American Literature) so that I could get going on it NOW rather than after the break. Technically, it wasn't due until after Spring Break, but seeing as how I'm due at any time, I really want to stay ahead of the game as much as possible. I'd been kicking around vague, ambiguous ideas for my other class (Nineteenth Century Women Writers) but just couldn't quite hone in on what my mind was really finding of interest. I have already given two presentations about the Women's Sphere during this time and so wanted to incorporate that somehow, but still was wanting to do SOMETHING that pertained to today… and there was something about conflict and integration…. I just didn't quite know.
But then EUREKA! I had it! It came to me all at once, and now seems so obvious -- it is exactly what I am interested in and would like to research; I can't believe that I didn't see it before. So what do I do? Do I let it gel in my head until morning? Do I write it in my day planner for Sunday and then let it go for the night? Heck no -- I jump right out of bed and go write it down -- that's what writers do. (Too bad that I no longer leave the fireman's helmet with spelunker's light hanging on my bedpost so that I can write in the middle of the night without getting out of bed.) It's done, written, and sent to my professor (who may or may not look at it while Spring Break is happening -- that is at his discretion).
Now that my Internal English Geek is satisfied, maybe I can sleep… maybe.
What am I doing up at half past six on a Sunday morning, you ask? Surely, not GETTING up, heck no -- if I'm up at this hour it is a late night, not an early morning. Partially, I've had a difficult time sleeping anyway; I'm just getting to that part of the pregnancy where sleep is elusive, sporadic, and easily interrupted. But the other part… well, that's where the "geek" thing comes in.
A couple of days ago, I wrote out the research proposal for one of my classes (Native American Literature) so that I could get going on it NOW rather than after the break. Technically, it wasn't due until after Spring Break, but seeing as how I'm due at any time, I really want to stay ahead of the game as much as possible. I'd been kicking around vague, ambiguous ideas for my other class (Nineteenth Century Women Writers) but just couldn't quite hone in on what my mind was really finding of interest. I have already given two presentations about the Women's Sphere during this time and so wanted to incorporate that somehow, but still was wanting to do SOMETHING that pertained to today… and there was something about conflict and integration…. I just didn't quite know.
But then EUREKA! I had it! It came to me all at once, and now seems so obvious -- it is exactly what I am interested in and would like to research; I can't believe that I didn't see it before. So what do I do? Do I let it gel in my head until morning? Do I write it in my day planner for Sunday and then let it go for the night? Heck no -- I jump right out of bed and go write it down -- that's what writers do. (Too bad that I no longer leave the fireman's helmet with spelunker's light hanging on my bedpost so that I can write in the middle of the night without getting out of bed.) It's done, written, and sent to my professor (who may or may not look at it while Spring Break is happening -- that is at his discretion).
Now that my Internal English Geek is satisfied, maybe I can sleep… maybe.