Anyone who is an adjunct professor can tell you that one of the more challenging parts of the job is the schedule that changes every semester. Many full-time professors have this issue as well, but it is definitely most common to adjuncts. If one works at a smaller place, then there’s also the challenge of whether or not the class will “make” – if enough students will register for the class to make it worthwhile for the university to actually run it. So a teacher can plan a course and it doesn’t even run in some scenarios. Every semester has a different rhythm.
In the same vein, writers’ lives have a constantly changing rhythm. We have to make our own schedules and they can change daily. It takes a lot of discipline to create a schedule for oneself when there are no outside pressures like deadlines or bosses. If one is lucky enough to have editor-imposed deadlines, then that’s great, but not all writers are so fortunate to be writing so regularly.
This semester is going to be a crunchy one, for lack of a better adjective. I am teaching mornings at an international high school (the only “regular” part of my life these days) and then teaching two classes at Temple University – freshman composition. As of this writing, I’m not yet sure if the classes are the same, or if they are two different ones. I am still part of a writing group that meets monthly and I fully intend to keep up with my blog twice weekly as usual. Add to that a book club, the Jewish Community Center Board, and oh yes, my FAMILY.
Remember those people to whom I am supposed to be rededicated??
Starting from today, for the next 13 weeks of the Temple University semester, there will be a lot of juggling happening. Luckily, writing is not a 9-5 operation. I can write at my best time of day – 5:30am – if I want to. I can write while the kids do their homework at night, which is kind of nice actually, with all of us working at the kitchen table. And if I really need to, in a pinch, I can put off the writing until the following day. It has been done before. I am never happy about it, but it is possible.
So hop on the roller coaster with me, readers; the next three months are going to be quite a wild ride!!