I want to briefly discuss that other March Madness, the one the rest of the world is gearing up for starting Thursday. The NCAA tournament. I’m so excited because Syracuse is a number one seed! This is especially exciting for me because Syracuse only won the entire tournament once, back in 2003 when I was a senior there. That was one of the best nights of my life.
The game started at 9pm but my friends and I got to the bar at noon so we would have a prime spot. All seats were already taken so I stood for nearly an entire day in front of the counter, chatting with the bartenders. I’m pretty sure I ate dinner, but I don’t really remember it. I could barely hear the game over the cheering fans, and without the announcers guiding me, I really had no idea what was happening because me and sports? We’re not exactly all that acquainted. When Hakim Warrick blocked one of the final shots from the opposing team and we won the game, I did what any college senior would do.
I called my parents.
Yes, I am that cool. I couldn’t really hear them over the noise, but I could tell they were excited. Once the game ended, the students had so much pent up energy that we raced out into the street. This seemed like a good idea until it became clear that cheering in the street in the middle of a snowstorm was pretty much all we could do to celebrate. I wish I could find a picture of the mosh pit of students crowded onto a tiny street, all wearing orange. Or well, most were wearing orange. My future fiance (who was just a friend at the time) was wearing his Halloween costume, since that had seemed like the best idea ever after a couple of beers.
I tell this story because that’s sort of how I feel right now. All this pent up energy but no place to exert it.
Lately, I *want* to write. I have my story outlined. The scenes play out in my head fully formed like a dress rehearsal. I just need to transcribe them. I’m excited to transcribe them. So why is it so difficult for me to sit down at the computer, set my fingers to the keys, and make it happen?
As I’ve mentioned before, I’m antsy from querying. I’m doubting if my story is the best one for me to work on because another one is poking me in the head and that one is all sparkly and fresh. (At least to me.) And because of the two stories waging in my brain and everything else distracting me, I find I’m like the students on Marshall Street, excited but stuck standing still.
I’ve decided the only way to combat this is to indulge in both. I’m going to set aside certain times of the day to work on each. One I’ll be writing, the other I’ll be outlining. I know this doesn’t work for some people, but in my day job I’m constantly jumping around from project to project, usually without warning to prepare, so I’ve been trained to switch my mindset easily.
What do you do when you *want* to write but can’t seem to bring yourself to?
And how is everyone doing on their goals?
Also, as an added bonus, March Madness NCAA basketball is special to me for another reason. Back in 2007, I designed and animated the graphics for CBS Sports and I was the main person who handled basketball. Therefore, anytime you see the scoreboard ticker on CBS? I animated that. Anytime they show the brackets? I designed/animated that. I couldn’t find a video of this year’s stuff (prob since it hasn’t actually aired yet!) but here is a sample of the brackets from last year.
And don’t forget to check in at Jen Hayley’s blog tomorrow: http://jenhayley.com/blog/