Deadlines are usually the bane of my existence. Purely on an academic note, I find myself dodging and dogging too many deadlines for myself, my students, and my education. Writer deadlines are a nightmare. I should write on a schedule. But I don’t like it. I should be able to write anywhere at anytime, but I find myself distracted. I wonder if the age of internet and shallow reading has impacted my ability to concentrate or remember.
Is it my personality? I do like to procrastinate. Who should I blame? Excuses come easily when we fail ourselves, others, and discover that failure is inexcusable. When did failure become so terrible? Why does it hurt so much to miss a deadline that impacts other people?
Is it perfectionism? I tend to have high standards. Maybe I have photoshopped myself in expectations. I expect to be perfect, an ideal teacher, writer, student, but I am, after all human.
Maybe I should greet failure as I laud it to my students–a learning opportunity. If only we could listen to ourselves and follow our own advice.
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