Mt. Doug hiking and thesis writing

We are half way through the second year of this MA course and I am nowhere near where I want to be with the completion of the thesis, but two friends wanted to be introduced to Mt. Doug’s trails, and I could not refuse.
Oh look, some new boardwalk and tarmac-like material to ride over the once muddy paths. What do I think? I like some of the boardwalk, and it does the job of making the trail more accessible in winter, but the tarmac-like spongy, cementy stuff they have paved into the forest is intrusive and, honestly, quite ugly.

Can I live with it? Let me compare it to the thesis.

Two years should be enough to complete a long narrative, but I wish I had more time. The more you learn, the better, hopefully, the work gets. I could always use more time for research, refining, and a deeper exploration of the topic, but there is a deadline and I have to complete the project.

For most of us who hike Mt. Doug for the natural beauty, some of the new trail covers are less than an organic addition. It makes me wonder how much time and effort was taken to research, explore and refine the best material–and if the Friends of Mt. Doug were consulted. Perhaps there was a rush to a deadline.

Tree-hugger friends breathed in the forest air and were surprised at how deep into a forest you can go while still being 10 minutes from downtown. They joyfully took in the Douglas fir and spruce and green buds, despite the renovations, and now I am back to the solitary work of the long narrative. Trying to do the best work possible, without feeling rushed.


4 thoughts on “Mt. Doug hiking and thesis writing

  1. Not a member but I really like your post! Your analogy is surprising and delightful (although you may be a little too forgiving of how that spongy, cementy stuff got there). The one good thing about deadlines is the enforced stop. Otherwise, a writing project can go on forever. Be glad about that, Gail! Your seven-year novel can come later.

  2. Tow years should be enough to write a novel, but somehow it doesn’t seem enough does it? Perhaps it’s the tutorials and conferences and the ever present threat of the thesis that make it feel time feel condensed. I take comfort in the fact it took Audrey Niffenegger nine years to write The Time Traveller’s Wife. Good things come to those who wait.

  3. I tried to get my 6 year old son to hug one of those big trees. I tried for 10 minutes. There’s spider webs, he says. Ahhhh, well, I did get some neat pictures in the end. We live right by Mount Doug ❤

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