March 5th, 2012

Rainbow || Rainbow northern lights.

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I am about to put my 2,500th post to good use. (I checked this time.)


And so, for that, you all get the drabble set I was previously working on:

B[e]aring - header at the top.

I hope you all will enjoy it just a little bit.

Back to my next project: a masterlist of fic. (You know what the trouble with those are? It contains all the fic a person has written. And some of my old stuff is dreadful. I may have to set a minimum date! "Fic after x year." Hah.)
Rainbow || Rainbow northern lights.

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My father just threw a book at me: Getting Things Done: The Art of Stress-Free Productivity (by David Allen). So, as I tend to do when I am Avoiding Other Things, I skimmed it.

Near the end there is a section titled "Why Bright People Procrastinate the Most"; it includes the side-note "Bright people have the capability of freaking out faster and more dramatically than anyone else."

Now, with my well-honed ability to procrastinate (see: how I got through junior high; how I got through high school; how I got through university, dissertation, and exams; and how I can't count the number of all-nighters I've done in my life), and my nearly unmatched ability to freak out with great haste and melodrama, I must conclude that I am in some way bright. My brain very quickly catalogues (and visualises in glorious detail) all the terrible ways one very simple thing could go wrong, until I'm twiddling my thumbs and whistling Sesame Street songs to avoid the obvious embarrassment, pain, death, or jail-time in which any action would inevitably culminate.

I suppose it's one way to come to that conclusion, mm? Funny to have the traits that make me feel most stupid actually indicate that I'm not, and group me in with many other very bright people.

So I shall leave you with a fitting quote, one which is also side-noted in that section of the book:

I am an old man and have known a great many troubles, but most of them never happened. - Mark Twain

Happy procrastination, ye bright stars of my constellation of friends!