I love writing. I have always wanted to write a novel, and I have two started. Sometimes I think I’m more in love with the IDEA of writing than the process of writing itself. But then I start pecking at the keys on my laptop keyboard and the process doesn’t seem so bad – except when I’m writing my thesis.
I’ve actually accomplished something the last couple of days. I rewrote my introduction chapter and revised the second chapter. And that’s where I stopped. I’ve been sitting here for the past 4 hours, the fourth chapter open on my computer, doing everything I can to avoid it. Hell, I’m blogging to avoid it!
I don’t like writing if it’s not fun. I go through phases with blogging. Some months I blog constantly; some months I can’t be bothered to write anything. If blogging feels like a chore, I don’t do it.
Right now my problem is writing style. When I’m writing my thesis I’m writing as ‘Nicole the academic’ rather than just ‘Nicole.’ While the writing is still mine, sometimes it doesn’t sound like me. Does that make any sense?
Academic writing has certainly come a long way; it’s not as pretentious as it once was, for two reasons. First, higher education is more accessible. Second, the subject matter is much more varied; for instance, you can now write your PhD on something related to pop culture, which has a language all of its own. But I’d still rather read a blog post or a novel than a journal article. I think Calvin & Hobbes say it best:
Anyway, I guess the point of all of this is that right now, blogging is giving me an escape from my daily struggle with ‘the thesis.’ And that makes me happy.