*not edited or proof read or anything.*
I really need to sort things out. I was starting to abandon my blog, there’s been a lack of writing or any ideas, outlining, or anything, and I’m just stressed out. Completely. I have so many things I want to do, resulting in not doing all the things, and the ones that I do, I don’t do them to the best I can.
Some of this is mainly because of school. I’m trying to cram too much work in. I’m a Year Eight (NZ), and I want to finish learning up to Year Eleven’s worth of maths. I know. It’s crazy. And impossible. And then there’s science, which I’m falling behind in, English that I somehow can not get my head around to, and just GAH.
There’s also all the commitments. I have piano. I have gymnastics. I have guitar which I have been putting off learning. It doesn’t sound like a lot, but it’s still frustrating.
And then there are my hobbies- which ironically, seem to be the biggest cause of my stress. Writing. Reading. It’s all just a huge mess. I can’t get my head around to anything, and I really need to sort things out, like I said. Then there’s blogging. Here I go, again, ranting my head off. (And no, I still haven’t gotten around to posting last month’s Monthly Reading Summary, and it’s almost time to do this month’s. Not that there’s much to write about with me not having the time or motivation to read anything.) And book reviews as well, I need to get those done.
Oh right, and on the topic of writing amongst other things, I’ve given up on Camp. Completely. Also, I’ve always believed that I was a discovery writer, but Shim reckons that I should outline.
Come to think of it, she’s probably the only one who even reads these posts. The thing is, I don’t really know how to, er, not properly anyway. I’ve never done much outlining. Hence, me not writing anything, and staring at a blank Scrivener screen, or wait, not even opening up Scrivener. (Oh yes, and there’s that long Scrivener tutorial I’ve been putting off going through properly.) Hmph. It’s not exactly writer’s block either… or come to think of it, is it?
Everything’s a mess. I think you get that.
Oh right, and on top of that, I’ve found myself a job, delivering circulars. It starts in one week. Twice each week. What was I thinking?
Call it procrastination, call it stress, call it laziness, call it whatever. I just need to sort things out. But I don’t know how. Eek.