You begin the semester by receiving multiple syllabi, like you’ve done every year. You look through each syllabus, and mark the date on which the BIG paper is due.
Determined to be diligent and get that sucker started early, you make plans to do a little bit of it at a time, every weekend until it’s due.
The first Saturday, you sit down and do a little bit of profitable research. Congratulating yourself at concurring years of ingrained procrastination habits, you decide that that’s enough info for now. You’ll just let what you’ve learned percolate until next week.
Next week roles around and, since you were so diligent last week, and since you have three tests (one in each class) and a couple of essays to write, and papers to grade, you decide that that BIG paper can wait until next week, when you’re not as busy.
Suddenly, you realize that that paper is due within the next two weeks. You resolve to finish it this week, so you have all of the next week to carefully revise and make corrections.
A week passes and you haven’t accomplished anything. Namely because you only just realized that you had no idea how to write that paper to begin with. But no biggie, right? You’ll think of something!
All of your good intentions left in the dust, it is the night before that paper is due, something is drastically wrong with your paper and you can’t figure out what, and you sit on your computer, blogging instead of writing a paper. Because you’re hoping that blogging will unleash your full potential as a writer and allow you to fix whatever is drastically wrong with that paper.
Wish me luck!