I’ve been in a thesis haze recently.

Okay, so I started a new job. It’s awesome—I love it. It’s 40 hours a week, it is putting my writing skills to use, and I have a supportive team. I’ve been focusing on that during my week and spending time when I get home writing my thesis. My weekends are consumed with my thesis. I have dreamed about my characters for the last few weeks, spending time with them there and solving underlying issues I’ve had with my narrative.

MarginAliens, my thesis is almost done.

It’s due March 13. That’s in three weeks.

The reality is this:

You will spend semesters on your thesis. You will think you have time. You will go on that weekend trip and not write. You will watch every episode of House of Cards in one weekend and not write. You will have insomnia and not write. You will go to the bar with your friends and come home at 2 a.m. and have to wake up early the next day to write… and not write.

That’s okay.

Because, you will set up dates with your advisor for when you turn in pages. And then, you will write. You will come up with a schedule—”Wake up, work, transit home, write, gym/TV/something to unwind, write, sleep.” You will then watch as the days pass, and you will think you have time.

And you will.

But, also, you won’t.

You’ll realize that your thesis is due in three months, and you’ll write some. And then it’s due in two months. You write some more. You have a long meeting with your advisor about what the plan is. And then you have a month.

And HOLY **** YOU WILL HAVE SO MUCH TO WRITE.

So, you’ll do it. And, when you are tired, when you don’t think you can push on, you will. And your future reader, the one that will buy your book in two or three years—you’ll know that you did it for him or her. And it will make it okay.