Tuesday, April 26, 2011

200 Words: Distractions

The plan was to finish my initial draft of this paper while I finished my lunch. I had woken earlier than my usual Tuesdays, so I thought it was best to make the most of it.

I hid in a corner of the dining hall. The plan was set-in-stone and even King Arthur would not be able to release me from my duty.

A man was sitting behind me—lapse of manners and aged in appearance. Had he had a beard, he could have been Merlin. I felt him staring at the back of my head. I managed to turn without much notice to find him staring at my screen—at the words I was writing.

Insecurity overwhelmed me, and I did not know what to do. Who was this man? Was he genuinely curious in my paper? Did he know something I did not?

Before I could even conjure the bravery to ask, he stood up, mumbled something about the advertisement sitting just behind my laptop for the late-night breakfast the dining hall would be hosting Wednesday, and walked away.

I had let my imagination run away with me again, and managed to avoid writing more of my paper.

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21 comments:

  1. Why didn't you ask him all those questions? I wish you did, I'm curious.
    Good luck with your paper! :)

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  2. Drives me nuts when I know I have something due, but I can't focus to save my life... :) Thanks for an interesting Tuesday story! :)

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  3. thanks. and he wasn't looking at my screen after all.

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  4. http://perpetuallyashley.blogspot.com/

    I would have been highly uncomfortable with someone trying to read over my shoulder. Just the proximity that would be required sends chills down my spine. Even if the person isn't looking at my screen, I don't like people standing that close to me when I don't know what they're doing. And I wouldn't have spoken to him, either. I would have stopped typing, though.


    I hate when I have something do and can't focus enough to get it done. I work extremely hard to do all the things I need to do. Unfortunately, things don't always work out for me.

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  5. Eh, it was uncomfortable, but he wasn't directly behind me. He was in the booth behind me so we had quite some space between us.

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  6. i once got an "A" on a paper about narcissism. of course, i thought very highly of myself.

    C

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  7. The thing I have noticed about having to get papers in (I have 3 due by 2 May) is that all of a sudden there are lots of other jobs that I simply have to do....not sure why there is a need for the extra pressure:):) what is your paper on...

    Olga from http://revedoa@blogspot.com

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  8. Cadan: Oof. F: Bad joke. :P

    Olga: Journalism and language.

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  9. What is it about people reading our stuff before it is finished that is so aggravating? I find the same insecurities plaguing me when I think someone might be reading something I'm writing. I'm just not sure what that's all about.. :)

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  10. I have no idea what it is about it that drives me nuts, either. I just hate it.

    I guess it's because we actually care about it and put ourselves in it that makes us insecure when it is unfinished--like our teenage years: still not done growing, awkward and unsure of ourselves.

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  11. ooh... i love the teenage years metaphor! that's exactly what it is! it's so funny that we're willing to put our writing out there for anyone (far more in your case) to read but not until it's finished... but it's true. if someone sees it before you're ready for them to see it, it's like this fear of judgement before having the chance to make it what you want it to be...
    it's not ready yet!!!
    i HATE when my boss asks me to show her an unfinished project... ugh!

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  12. Haha yeah I'm even fickle about things I post on here. Once it's here, there's no getting it completely off of cyberspace, but it makes me weary when someone I know reads, because I always wonder how they're judging me and my work... :|

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  13. i guess evenutally we have to reach a point where we decide that those who really 'know' us probably already know how we feel about the things we write... and just write exactly what we want. that's when we do our best writing... when it is 100% honest and raw.

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  15. Hehe thanks.

    I plan on doing some massive blog reading after next week.

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  16. Interesting story. Although it's just an experience, there's a thing in your post that, uh, kept me reading enthusiastically. Perhaps, it's the way you write.

    I feel the same way when somebody watches what I'm doing especially when I'm into writing stuffs. I'm like an ant looking to a tree. Oh jeez!

    Regards!

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  17. Haha, well thank you very much! :D

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  18. The plan was set-in-stone and even King Arthur would not be able to release me from my duty. I really liked this phrasing.

    Oh, you would be so fun to have coffee with! I always make up complete life stories for everyone in the coffeeshop for my husband...I bet you would be fun doing that particular imagination exercise with.

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  19. Jenny, if I'm ever in your area, we're totally meeting up. Seriously. You're one of my favorite people I've "met" since this whole blogging thing started.

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