I haven’t been blogging all that much this past week, or the week before, but I have reasons! I spent the last week of February sick and feeling sorry for myself, and the first week of March getting over it and working on my ECP/dissertation/thesis. I’m done now, and I’ve printed it all off and had it bound before I sent it into the void to be marked, hoping it will never return.
And due to my life being put on hold for this thing, I don’t have much to talk about.
My ECP/dissertation/thesis was kind of like Christmas. After the school breaks for Christmas, you have all the time in the world. But after Christmas, you suddenly realize there’s only a little longer before the holiday ends. Well for me, I realize there’s only a little longer before university ends.
Only a few months from now I’ll be home again, and I dread it. I don’t know what I’ll do with myself, but whatever I end up doing I’ll be writing, I know that much. I should probably choose just one writing project to work on instead of doing eight at a time like I’ve been doing, but first I have to choose one. So now I’m considering my ideas, trying to decide which one’s ready to be written.
You know, I think the ECP took a lot out of me because I totally fell asleep and forgot I was supposed to run a society meeting today. Not making that mistake again, I’ve set up alerts now.
BUT, I think it was also a sign telling me I need more sleep, so I’m going to go do that now.
Precarious Writer 