I guess I never really lack things to write about—only the time to get them done.
Now time is a funny bugger. Even fickle I’d say. It sometimes likes me, and other times not so much. Still, I court it like a girl on a mission, a lesbian girl on a mission. Gay girls who read this page know exactly what I mean.
We, in this case, I, throw a wide net to snare my prey. The prey being time to write, get myself focused, and put pen to paper. I did this when I was looking for a girlfriend. Nowadays I’m married. I’ve passed on this skill to my writer’s life.
In math classes I liked long division, even some geometry. Southern teachers, like southern folks, loved to preach about the merits of the subjects they taught or the things they experienced. “The Pythagorean Theorem will come in handy,” Coach Brandon insisted with a southern twang.
In the case of writing time management, long division has proven important to know: dividing up my time between tweaking my novel, writing art columns, searching for work, revising the second novel, reading works in progress in public, practicing reading, doing a workshop here and there, and simply thinking about putting words together.
And though it doesn’t directly correspond, I like knowing that the Pythagorean Theorem is a^2 + b^2 = c^2. Perhaps knowledge of this theorem helps me create equal balance as I carve up my time.
And I don’t like to think there isn’t enough time. That thought is too morbid for me. What I will admit is that time is as nebulous as water: fluid, ever flowing, doing its own thing without regard to any of my wants, desires, or needs. How liberating it must be, to be Time itself. Never having to be conscientious of others: always moving in a forward motion, never looking back.
If I were Time, I’d be lousy at its job, too concerned about outcome, way too anxious and un-cool.
The best I can do is to make peace with Time: to honor its progress, to not fight it at every turn, to take it day-by-day, knowing somehow I’ll get it all done sooner or later.
Today I have twenty-four hours to divide up at will. And now that I’ve completed my thoughts on time, I’m off to write something else.