I’ve spent since early September either locked away in a small room trying to grind out words for a chapter of my thesis, or (only very occasionally) in college tracking down books and reading (parts of) them. I’ve made plans, met word counts, typed and re-typed, and submitted only a little behind schedule, and yet the dissatisfaction persists: everything is always provisional, never complete. Now, a couple of days after my submission, I’m back on the case: another chapter to be done. Hoping that this time things will be much smoother.
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ilissa
November 29, 2007 at 1:56 am
Good Luck Doll! I wish you the best in your writing.
Garret
December 1, 2007 at 1:20 pm
That paragraph has sent a shiver down my spine. Oh the horrendous memories of college although I would conservatively estimate that your task is a hell of a lot harder than mine was!
Anyway, I’ll drag you out of your hibernation for a pint in the next week or so. Even you academics need to visit the Long Hall now and again!
Aunty Helpful Dictator
December 3, 2007 at 9:44 pm
As I was recently explaining to some people a PhD is an exercise in hating yourself. Nothing’s ever finished, no matter how hard you work you’ve never done enough. Even when you do it, it never reaches its potential. The only consolation is that we are all in the same boat… and the drinking helps (well it doesn’t help the writing, but you know what I mean!)
karl.whitney
December 6, 2007 at 12:05 am
Thanks all – it’s just an ongoing process, and I’ve been away from it for a while; but it was bound to be difficult initially. I’ll keep you informed about the hellishness of the process via the blog.