For me, it's people being wrong on the internet. There's a graphic out there for that somewhere, but finding it would be just another distraction...
I wake with coffee and the internet on weekends (I can't spare the time Mon-Fri). Mostly it's seeing what witty thing my brother has posted as his Facebook status or reading the political battles between old high school "friends" that have landed on the far left and far right with a libertarian (big L, in my mind) in the mix to make it worth my time. But today, I clicked over to Livejournal, too.
Oh, my! One link lead to another, and another, until I was reading the long Tweet by Tweet (by post, by comment, by...) of how Neil Gaiman is a racist asshole--you know, if you choose to take his words completely out of context to further your (albeit worthy) agenda. I managed, just barely, to keep myself from writing, "yes, but what you're saying has nothing to do with what he was talking about." He's a big boy, who replied for himself, not to mention his many fans. Still that controversy and the one that lead me to it lasted through several cups of coffee, getting the girl dressed for the day, moving on to a whole other meal...
If I don't kill it, I won't get any of the research done that I need for my academic survivial, nor the revisions written that I need for a healthy psyche.
Ordering Jabril
, A Local Habitation: An October Daye Novel
, and Hell Fire (Corine Solomon, Book 2)
(yay sequils!) helped, and writing this out helped more. Baking with the Wee One should put the final nail in the distraction's coffin, and I will be free--once she's settled--to get down to some serious writing.What are your distractions and how do you kill them?
1 comment:
Das interwebs.... :) and em... well... the internet :) I just try to be really good. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.
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