Tales of a Highly Caffeinated JulNoWriMo Enthusiast – Day 17

I always seem to live life on the edge. Always procrastinating to the point of physical and/or emotional danger is a habit I’m not necessarily proud of. You would think I’d be used to it by now, but I’m not. To be honest, I’m getting a little tired of finishing off a semester with 89 or 79 percents. Some professors don’t round, you know. And at most universities, an 89 percent is a straight B. There are no B+s in the real world, apparently.

Fortunately, each day I seem to discover more ways in which my bad habit of procrastinating can benefit me more than hinder me. I’m much more efficient and productive when I’m scrambling around trying to get an entire to-do list checked off in one day, for example. In the academic world, procrastination is the equivalent of a bad word (in my book, at least). In the real world, it’s a choice. Some work better under pressure. Some don’t.

There’s a difference between procrastination and not having time to get something done early, though. Take my current novel as an example. It’s past the JulNo halfway point, and I have yet to hit the halfway point as far as word count goes. What does that mean? It probably means that during the last few days of July, I’ll be doing nothing other than eating, sleeping, going to class and writing. But am I procrastinating? No. I would have loved to make some headway on my story today. Why didn’t I? Because I had a final. And then I had other work to do, followed by class, and then I got caught up in writing an article for my internship.

And now it’s almost ten, and I still have a test to study for tomorrow. So will I get any words in today? Probably not. But it’s not the end of the world. I’m not deliberately putting my characters’ lives on hold. I just had more pressing matters to attend to, like the anatomy of the female reproductive system, and memorizing the motility and function of a red blood cell.



Don’t ask me why, but the shape of a red blood cell has always sort of fascinated me. I know that makes me sound really weird (you have permission to stop reading, un-follow, whatever floats your boat), but if you know anything about human biology, you know that RBCs live a pretty simple yet necessary life. They carry a little hemoglobin, shrink and bend to accommodate to their environment – and after 120 days, they’ve fulfilled their purpose and are free to die peacefully.

It’s a happy ending. Besides, they don’t have nuclei (a.k.a. brains), so they don’t really care whether or not they live happy lives and/or die peacefully.

There are disadvantages to pursuing a B.A. and a B.S. at the same time. I can never seem to stop writing about science.

Love&hugs, Meg<3


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