March 2012
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“The figure stands under a gold-leafed ceiling, reflecting the manner of...”
– Punning my way through my dissertation.
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3,000 words! I may have cheated by just using entire paragraphs from the original dissertation that I abandoned, but they fit & they work & they were already written! It’s like free dissertation! If I keep going at 1,000 words a day I can be done by the 7th April. Which is amazing. It’s due the 20th but it will give me time to re-draft/edit & work on the essay &...
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I really wish I could cook, like, properly. I think this all the time but never do anything about it.
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2,000 words. Alas I am coming to the end of my plan which means I am going to have to go through & pad it out. But gee whizz, I have 2,000 words when this time last week all I had was sweaty palms & a panic attack.
1/6th down.
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500 600 700 800 1,100 1,300 words! Albeit they include “FIND REFERENCE FOR THIS” and “EXPAND” dropped here & there, but still. I have words! Words words words!
Edit: I hit today’s goal of 1,000 words. Go me.
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I have chapter titles & some plans!? The plans could probably stand to be a bit better, but I have plans! I have pasted the title of my first chapter into a word document & I’m trying to psych myself up into starting writing. This is always the hardest part & it feels worse because I’ve already done it once.
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Alright folks, I’m going to try & put together a plan. Feel like I’m facing in the right direction on the dissertation path, thanks in no small part to Charlotte doing some stupendous post-graduation academic parenting. Also, thank you to those of you who sent me lovely messages when I had my panicky breakdown. My only problem now is making it sound like something that hasn’t...
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“Our worst instincts stifle our better nature.”
– Frederic Leighton in a letter to his “Papa” - October 4th 1877
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“He loved little things, little children, kittens—’caressing littleness,...”
– Mrs. Russell Barrington, The Life, Letters and Work of Frederic Leighton (1906)
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Just casually sobbing over how I somehow have to come up with a dissertation & write 12,000 words in the next two weeks.
I really don’t know what to do oh god oh god oh god.
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“It is the allowing machines to be our masters and not our servants that so...”
– William Morris
like more drunk than i thought
i was fine but now i am home words do not go in the right order
hello i am drunk
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