Writing a dissertation is hard. Actually, I guess writing anything well is hard. It’s even harder when you end up having to take a month or so off from writing, and even harder when you still don’t exactly know what you’re supposed to be writing specifically. I feel as though I’m just getting back in the swing of things (even though this “swing” is still sad more frequently than I care to admit), but it has been incredibly difficult finding my way with dissertation writing these days.
I’ve been paralyzed by the General Mess that is all the stuff I’ve already written. I was really encouraged when I decided to go through what I’ve written thus far because there was quite a bit of it. And that encouragement lasted for like a second, because then I realized how much work it will be to make ANY of those many pages make any sense. I worked on eight pages last night, so I guess that’s a start, but it looks like I’m back to eating elephants.