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Saturday, September 25, 2004

Aussie Convicted about Convict Australia Convictions

I am dragging the chain, so much, as I try and complete my 1500 word assessment on "Convict Australia". Maybe, just maybe, dragging the chain is a natural consequence of this topic. It is hard for me to study when my mind cannot settle and focus. Doesn't always happen but when it does it feels like any idea of maintaining the necessary cogent clarity of thought and mental application seems a lost cause. Dang, this is hard. Maybe the meds my psychiatrist had me on, all those years ago, fried my brain somewhere. Maybe I am an idealist who won't co-operate with reality.

I have asked myself, why is it seemingly hard for me to study new stuff, i.e. apply myself to it, while at the same time I can happily and "cogently" get along with doing other stuff which requires a good deal of mental acuity? Sharyn reckons it has to do with my creative bent: only those things that allow me to explore and to express my creativity get past the starting block. I know those things that are rote and 'done to death' bore me to tears. Rehashing all that stuff that other stuff historians have said doesn’t seem to do much for my sense of personal value and worthiness of the task at hand. What I do know is that there seems to be a vacuous anomaly that simply leaves me blank and disinterested. Whatever the case, at the present, the chains of "Convict Australia" have me bolted to the wall awaiting execution: either I execute it or it will execute me.

What I have chosen to do is to stay offline for a day and get my head down and my down up. Today is the big day. I either will or I won’t. Hopefully I can get into it with some conviction. So, it is just after 6am, and here goes…

(Those 300+ words were a snap! Now do it 5 times over).

2 Comments:

Blogger poetpete said...

Thanks Tracie, its 2:30pm and I about half way, which pleases me. Lets hope I don't get nabbed and flogged in the long run.

September 25, 2004 2:31 pm  
Blogger poetpete said...

Thankfully I have been pardoned for my indescretions and, Lord willing, I shall pick up my pick next year. Phew!

September 27, 2004 11:36 am  

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