this morning, i woke up rather early, as some of you may already
know. i was as usual late getting started this morning b/c i was here on SC catching up on the my users and my conversations since i was last really on, friday night. as a consequence, when the mrs and i hopped in the car for the train station, it was a bit later than i would have liked by a fair bit.
i’m re-reading
harry potter and the half-blood prince while waiting for the mrs to finish
harry potter and the deathly hallows. we’re both of us at around the halfway point. i read pretty damned fast (i can usually average 100 pages/hour), while she’s by far the slower reader. i wish that i’d started it when we got home from the bookstore saturday. while there, i toyed with the idea of us buying two copies so that we could both read and be done this weekend, but i figure that margins are so vanishingly small on this book as it is that i would prefer to support bookstores and not screw up their sales figures.
in all honesty i’m rather disappointed in myself for having hit upon the idea so late in the day saturday—i only began re-reading late saturday evening. had i thought it through, i would have begun immediately so that i could finish it last night. this way, i know that the mrs will be done by the time she picks me up tonight from the train station, because she will undoubtedly have finished the book by then.
all of this has given me ample opportunity to consider the process of waiting.
i suck at waiting. i can be extremely patient about some things, usually involving people, but at others, i’m pretty darned bad.
even though this is in all likelihood the single most anticipated book in recent publishing history, judging from the figures
blogged by
zayda (indeed, if not of all publishing history), i’m surprising myself at how patient i am about this. sure, i’ve had flashes of jealousy—i see that several soulcasters have already finished it and i’m a bit envious about that—but overall, i’m doing OK. because i know that i’ll get to it when i get to it, and that i’ll enjoy it once i have.
it’ll just take me a while longer to get there than i like but as i have no control over how quickly i get it, i can simply accept how long it will take and proceed accordingly.
there are, after all, other things that demand my attention: some writing i’ve been meaning to revise for over a month as well as a few other writing projects that i’ve let go for longer than i ought to have.
perhaps using the return train ride tonight to revise is the best way to keep my mind off of it. after all, it’s time i have to spend anyway. might as well do something useful with it, if not for myself, then for the sake of the story itself.
so how do you tend to use your time while waiting for something else? is this something at which you’re pretty good, or do you just stink at waiting? maybe you prefer to plan things such that you don’t find yourself waiting very often? comment and let me know.
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