A Matter of Time…

It’s been nearly two months, and staring at a blank page feels… weird.

It shouldn’t be. The fear of the blank page has kind of faded away as I write essay after essay after essay and then a 10,000 word dissertation on top. Yet, I imagine that the feeling of disconnect has come around as a result of my rather lengthy absence from blogging, with the last post being published on 13 April. Sorry about that.

Photo: Pixabay.

Although, on the topic of dissertations, I now face a particular dilemma when it comes to my writing. Three years of academic coursework has programmed my brain somewhat into writing – and reading – non-fiction. It’s either factual journalism, or a detailed essay. The former (if it’s broadcast journalism), allows for some creativity, but for the most part, it’s quotations, analysis and formulaic structures. Big academic subjects have drawn me to books on post-truth, politics and media law. Whilst they have all been fascinating, I fear that getting back into reading and writing fiction will take a very long time indeed.

Yesterday night saw me meet up with fellow writers (both of fiction and non-fiction) and I remember explaining to them that the creative spark – the one where a random character or story idea just pops into your head – has just… gone.

At the end of the evening, I reached this conclusion that this balance between being able to write both journalistic articles and works of fiction would be struck at some point in the future. It would just be a matter of time – and time is something I have a lot of at the moment.

After all, I’ve pretty much finished university now. I mean, I have one shorthand exam towards the end of June (which is external and not to do with coursework) followed by some work experience and then that it me finished at Lincoln until September, when I graduate in a cathedral, which is pretty cool.

Until then (and indeed afterwards), I have a period of time on my hands – ‘free time’, you could say. With no more assignments to complete or any additional commitments to honour, I’m faced with the same freedom I faced at the end of previous academic years, except this feeling is more permanent.

Now comes the job search and an empty diary to be filled with opportunities, job interviews and networking events.

I started writing this questioning whether ‘A Matter of Time’ was the right title for this piece, but now I realise that the phrase is one which I have heard a lot of recently, and it is the perfect way to describe the position in which I find myself.

At the start of my degree in Lincoln, I was told it would only be ‘a matter of time’ before I find myself at the end of my three years, ready to graduate. It’ll hopefully only be ‘a matter of time’ before my love and inspiration for writing fiction returns. It’s only ‘a matter of time’ before I get my first job after graduating…

If the next steps of my life post-education all come down to ‘a matter of time’, then I’m not waiting around.

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4 thoughts on “A Matter of Time…

  1. That’s a troubling comment, Liam! What are you worried about? The job or the problem with writing fiction? Or both? Forget the fiction writing for a while. Read. Just read. Books, blogs, encyclopaedias, anything you enjoy. Volunteer. Try your hand at freelance journalism. I’ve been there, I know. It all helps. It does eventually – yes, sooner or later – shake your brain cells back into gear. All the best!

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    • Oh, just the writing part. I’m excited to start applying for jobs!

      Yes, a few people have said it’s about getting back into reading. I have a lot more time for that now, too, and I really need to get back into reading fiction. All the academic work has led to me reading a lot of non-fiction books for pleasure and while they are fascinating, it’s hard getting myself back into the creative, ‘fiction’ mindset. Thanks, Sue!

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  2. Agree with you, forget about the phrase ‘a matter of time’ as it implies everything will be alright at the end without any further action on your part, as a soft opt out.

    Better to look at ‘at the right time’ as a mean of striking when the iron is hot..

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