It's April; seemed apt. ;)
Today I worked from 9 to about 10:45 (I stayed until 11, but the actual steam ran out of the productivity a bit earlier). Although I worked longer than I had on other days, today's output is still the same: one paragraph reworked. Perhaps the solution, since I only finish revising one paragraph no matter what, is to only work on it for 15 minutes? Then I would be making incredible progress ---- a paragraph every fifteen minutes (spread out across days) and have lots of free time to get other things done! Somehow, though, I don't think it will work this way.
The paragraph for today is a short one, too. But today's work also involved typing in a whole bunch of other quotes, realizing that I needed to talk about them in this other paragraph and moving them, then deciding that this move meant I could rearrange the structure and put today's paragraph first, and then changing my mind and putting it back where I was. Twice. Such exhaustion for so little effort! Who called thinking "the moving about of great secret trunks"? My attic-brain doesn't look any different, unless you notice that the silhouettes of dust on the floorboards are different from where the great big boxes are.
Ah well. Things proceed apace. A pace slower than the glaciers are melting, but still. They're galloping along pretty quickly these days.
In other news, I had decided that this year is the year of Getting Some Shit Published and that I needed to get all my stuff out rather than distract myself with pretty shiny conferences and things. I have lots of conference presentations on my CV and I think I use them a bit as a crutch --- as a way of feeling productive while managing to avoid dealing with publishing (or writing my dissertation, back in the old days.) And besides, being all impoverished and soon-to-be unemployed and whatnot, it just doesn't make sense for me to go to any conferences this year.
Except. Someone in my dept. told me that the UPenn calls for papers website was back up and has an RSS feed now. So I have it on my bloglines and now check it regularly as I'm catching up on you-all's lives. And it is making me all sad and nostalgic and desirous of going to my usual conferences ---- for some of the ones in my field I have been following long enough to feel like they are "mine." And though it's too late to get in on my usual haunts I keep thinking to myself that maybe this was a bad idea and I've been wanting a vacation to someplace cool anyway and I should just up and send something in somewhere. Sigh.
I could end this post by asking you all what you think the best course of action is --- in keeping with today's theme of indecisiveness --- but I really think I need you folks to talk me down and keep me committed to my first plan. I'll miss not seeing people this year but I have conference lines on my CV; I need to get some pubs on there too. Tomorrow though I think I will be asking about how to create a "research agenda," so you can direct my waffliness then.