So I started grad school. Finishing up my second week. I think it’s going alright. I was really nervous for weeks leading up to it, but once the first day of class started I realized one simple truth: Just read and you’ll be fine.
I think this strategy is playing out alright for me so far. I make sure I am at least a half chapter ahead in most of my classes so I know what the teacher is talking about. I don’t know—I want to do well. I am happy I am pursuing a Masters Degree in something I love. I feel lucky to be doing it.
Do you ever just get that feeling though that no matter how much stuff is going on in your life you are just stuck, or aren’t where you need to be? You could bust your ass off and have a top 10 selling book but quietly wonder to yourself “I thought I’d be top 5 by now.”
I don’t know. Truth be told I should be reading right now. I am just writing this I guess to procrastinate a little longer.
Things are going well, and I know that. I’ve been getting some editing done for a visionary fiction book I wrote back in March. I’ve been reading a lot of really great indie books (and some non-indie books). My dad and I are also bonding over biographies (especially on audiobooks)—yes I have rediscovered the gloriousness of audiobooks.
There is nothing quite as relaxing as taking the dog for a nice 3-5 mile walk with an audiobook. I can see why Stephen King said he listens to like 30 of them every year in his book On Writing. (he reads an additional 50 the guy is a machine).
I’ve just been so tired lately. So tired. Editing is really draining and it’s tough to motivate myself to do it sometimes. It’s funny, writing a rough draft actually gives me energy. I mean I can write 1000 words and feel good, 2000 and feel great, 3000 and am I ready to run a marathon with a truck strapped to my back.
Anyway, I should get back to studying. Here’s to Econometrics! Wish me luck.