I desperately need to write a grant proposal, but I've been procrastinating at home. So, after not sleeping much last night, I came to the office this morning to work on it. It's hard. I'm trying to explain ecocriticism to a general audience, and to explain what I'm trying to do with it, and I'm bogging down. I start and restart sentences. What I need to do, I think, is just write, and then go back and revise a lot.
Meanwhile, people keep stopping by my office to chat and ask how my course prep is coming along, or am I going to this or that meeting, or how was my summer. And it's nice to chat, but I'm trying to write, and each interruption means that it takes me a while to refocus (as in, right now).
Things at the BardiacShack (tm) are weird, still. My guest's dogs howl and bark if the guest leaves; the guest has blocked off the stairs to keep the dogs and cats downstairs (which is good, because the dogs keep getting on my furniture, and that's one thing if it's MY dog, but another if it's guest dogs, you know?), but that makes it feel like I'm imposing on the little fortress if I go down to do laundry or whatever.
I'll be happy for moveout day, which is tomorrow.
Okay, back to trying to explain stuff for a general audience!
One of the benefits of my new office is that people (so far) aren't stopping to be chatty -- yet. It may be that once we're all in a regular routine that people come by. However, it's been pretty quiet around here so far (a couple weeks in).ReplyDelete