When I was in high school, I dreaded PE. All that running and sweating and softballs being thrown by over-zealous athletes was NOT my idea of fun. I was the kid who purposefully tried to get out in dodgeball, and let everyone else get brought back in first. And yet, I do have fond memories of PE. Well, of our PE free-time.
There were times when PE was cut short due to a late start or an early out, or we had finished a unit or our teachers were just feeling nice. Those days were the best, because while the athletic students would play basketball or tennis or any number of games, the rest of us sat in the bleachers and did whatever we wanted. I would read, or write. I remember very clearly working with a friend on our novel (one that ought never be read, it’s so bad!) and giggling over the characters and their lives. I remember reading, completely oblivious to everything around me.
During the school day, I would read or write whenever I could. I learned that if I wanted more time for these activities, I had to get my work done before class. I developed an incredible work-ethic – for the sake of writing. I would go to school forty-five minutes early so that I could have quiet time to work ahead on assignments or get some reading in. My studyhalls were spent writing, usually in the school library. During class, when we were finished with the lecture or discussion (okay, sometimes DURING) and all my work was done, I would write. I still have my planners from the last three years of high school, and flipping through I can see paragraphs upon paragraphs of the miniscule cursive I used to make sure no one else could read what I was writing.
Writing is a lot of work. Now, I struggle with it as I do not have a rigid schedule to follow. I struggle with coming home from work, and knowing I should write, but having to choose chores or cooking over writing. Writing was a lot of work in high school, too, but it never felt that way.
I am making it my goal to edit one chapter per week until I am finished. Starting today, I am going to try my hardest to accomplish this. It will be a lot of work, but the time will pass whether I do it or not. I would rather get it done, and take pleasure in the fact that I finished another round of editing.
Take care, fellow travelers.