It's not that the past few days have not been exciting. If anything, they've been even more exciting than I could have imagined -and that's saying something. Still, once I get home, after a long day in Ghent, first at the uni, then at the office - I feel unbelievably exhausted.
To be quite honest, it kind of gnaws at my energy levels, to be this excited & bubbly all day long (yes, Paul, it's me saying this; you think I was boisterous a year ago... let's just say your cluelessness is endearing). And yet, there's not much I think I can or want to do about it.
Put another way, my meeting with my new supervisor was everything I could have hoped for and more. As a result, my brain has been working non-stop, and I now have the basic structure for the new dissertation. Please refrain from being overly impressed, as you read this. Thinking up new projects - with a balanced structure and all - is my precious brain's bread and butter. If I had a say in the matter, it's all I'd ever do. Trouble is, in life, there's this tiny little requirement of execution. Such a drag, really, but it's there, all the same.
Anyway, inevitably, I'll soon be posting more about the topics covered in my dissertation, simply because my obsessiveness (see Freddie, Feddie, and everything/ everyone in between) is starting to zero in on everything related to DMThomas, ethics& trauma in fiction, ....
(Sigh) I love the analysing bit.
Eager & exhausted Axxx
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