In a recent class exercise, we were asked to chart out the stages in researching and writing an essay. Following this, we graphed both our level of interest and skill level for each stage. A somewhat interesting exercise that also allowed me to become reaquainted with the classic Derwents- colour me happy.
Turns out the things that I rate myself as doing well in aren’t necessarily the things that I like. For example, I really don’t enjoy composing my bibliographies, but I’ve not had marks taken away due to errors. I don’t enjoy taking notes when I’m reading, but I do it pretty effectively.
There were only really two stages where my skill and enjoyment level seemed in sync- the submission of my work and going to the library to research. Firsty, I’ve only ever handed in one, maybe two assessment tasks in later than the due date EVER. I get an immense feeling of joy and relief from hearing those pieces of paper float and crash when I gratefully slot them into the submission box. Secondly, going to the library. I’m terrible at it, it’s a last resort, 11 hr “crap, I don’t actually have any quotes outside the prescribed reading” moment. If I’m in the library, chances are I’m in a slightly panicked state. Therefore, my associated feelings toward the library are not positive, so I stay away. This is not the way to conduct a successful honours year however, so I am endeavouring to visit the library in leisure time, to familiarise and make peace.
Possibly the worst mistake I made in filling in my graph was the horrifying (to some) admission that 9 times of of 10, I hand in first drafts. Definate correlation between this and submitting on time me thinks. Again, I am told this is not a successful way to conduct my honours year and thus I will publish my second draft of this blog, not my first.
Back to the title of this blog- I was astounded that noone mention the most critical stage of essay writing- the highly creative procrastination stage. This is a must for me. I sure there is all sorts of psychology surrounding this art, the cures for it etc. However I find it is a vital process as it allows the procrastinator to reach the adrenillin rush stage, induced by the panic/shame of wasting so much time that you actually could have been finished if you’d cut the crap 5 hours ago.
My enjoyment and skill level at this stage align quite well. I feel my resourceful nature really shines here as I can move beyond the DVD collection and weekend papers, and find a rabbit warren of linked distractions on the internet. It’s fabulous. I fear this has turned into somewhat of a productive habit however, as aspects of my thesis are geared toward online communication- what hooks people my age into a website and encourages them to explore it and take on board the messages it presents?
Ahhh, justifying procrastination, a vital cog in avoiding starting my Comm. Rev. essay.