Everything is going to plan – Panic!
So this is an update. Hello world! I feel as though I’m emerging out of a cocoon of books, writing, endless of paper with red, purple, blue scribbled notes.
I’ve finished and submitted my MA thesis. Party!!!!
I remember handing in my undergraduate dissertation. I spent the week before it was due scrambling to pull 8000 words together in library. I would swipe in at midday and force myself to write at least 1000 words and then as I inevitably didn’t get that done, by the end of the week I was locked in a private study room until I’d finished the entire thing!
Then I was sat in the library with loads of time to spare the morning the assignment was due. It was beautifully formatted and I had two hours to print, bind and swipe it through the electronic system. I decided to casually browse through the requirements one last time. 8000 words to be handed in, including footnotes. What? Including footnotes. What?! PANIC! Suddenly I have just under two hours to remove 2000 words from my carefully crafted, painstakingly edited dissertation. 2000 words of content and footnotes to remove. Editing, re-formatting, re-reading and hoping that I find all the now half-words and cuts and manage to make everything into a proper sentence again once I’ve gone through with a brutal delete key! 30 minutes to print, dash around the library to find someone from the ‘unhelpful-desk’ to help me use the weird spiral binding machines. Which no-one knew how to use. They were like a dusty alien lifeform, left over from the 1970’s.
I had to run up six flights of stairs to swipe my student card in time. I managed it- just!
The ultimate lesson in how not to finish writing your dissertation.
Much beer was had in celebration.
And then I came back for an MA.
Hand – in this time was not traumatic. It was quite lovely. I was given a cookie by my tutor.
I’d managed to finish writing up a few days early. I spent three mornings re-writing an accompanying critical piece (I have never, never written a draft essay before this! I have to admit, they’re not wrong when they advise you to go back with fresh eyes after a few weeks. Especially if, like me, feedback consists of: ‘needed proof-reading’. Followed by my red-faced realisation that some of the sentences are not sentences and the odd word is missing. Just missing. Not miss-spelled or grammatically incorrect (my undergrad suffered from that) – missing. Anyway, essay was re-done commas’ were moved, reading aloud completed.
And I had a whole day and a half before going to print.
It was printed.
It was bound.
It was handed in.
Where is the panic.
WHAT HAVE I MISSED?!
Nothing. So far, honestly – I think all my hard work has just paid off.
Now I can return to my blog. Hooray!
*dusts shelves & generally spruces up the place*
Just as a further update. My cousin Alex is fast approaching his 8th adventure!!!!!
Good luck to him and the rest of the adventure crew.
Especially the little pony who would. Daisy. She’s going along for this one. I can’t wait for the posters.
I now go to celebrate with a more sophisticated beverage than my undergrad allowed.