With vacation in our rear view window, I am compelled to turn my attention to work. As any good historian (or academically minded soul) knows, one rarely ever goes on complete vacation. Time off from work means more time for research and writing. The end of the school year is more eagerly anticipated by my professor husband than his students. It means no more paper work and correcting and he is free to read, write, and move forward on projects he has been nursing along throughout the school year. Now, I understand that there are such things as sabbaticals, but he works for an institution which does not give them very much and currently one must compete for them. Needless to say, he likes his summers. (During our vacation, I wrote one book review and made a serious effort to write a second, which is very much due and possibly late.)
One of the concerns I had before I took my current position was that I would have time to continue my own research agenda (whatever that may be). The regular week-day schedule for professors is generally very busy and full, but there is a built in sense that research and producing articles, books, what have you, is expected and supported. One may have a 4-4 load, but one may not teach every day. Certainly that other time is for office hours and class prep, but one can also carve out a regular schedule of writing. In theory. With an administrative job, one is to work in an office something similar to 9 to 5, every day of the week (I know, it is so weird.) Again, I am not suggesting I work more than a professor; I just work in a more traditional office setting now. Compounded with that is finding the time to do my own research and writing, which brings me to time management.
Everyone has to do it. Everyone has their way of working, finding time to write, whether that is the morning in wee hours before they leave the house, or possibly the evenings. Finding that time and sticking with it, keeping a regular schedule for writing, has to be one the hardest thing to do. Ever. We get tired. We worked all day already. Our spouses and/or families oddly enough want to spend time with us (or at the very least, would like us to contribute to the general upkeep of the house). Why do I have to get up at 3 am just to be a productive scholar? Wouldn’t it be a better idea to take a nap, or even better, watch a stupid movie on the TV?
I bring this up because that pesky old vacation has ended and I have before me a large chunk of work, both for my day job and for my research. I have revisions on my book, Led by Mercy, to complete before the fall really gets in full swing. I have to prepare for a class I will teach as well. I will not panic. Nope. I will set up a writing schedule and I will stick to it. (I think I will ask my mother to say a novena for me.)