A good day of sorts

Some people write in bursts, I write in slogs. After a very productive 6 hours I am very close to 5000 words… yes, already.

Over the past few days I’ve relayed the feedback I got from Adrian on Thursday (something attune to “You’re trying to write a Masters in the space of an Honours degree”) to those I’ve spoken to when asked about how the year is going. No one, especially not my housemates or my parents, was the least bit surprised.

Just a wee bit to write up now and still a few bits of yellow symbolising unfinished or out of place points/thoughts and then time to clean up: drafts 1,2,3,4,5…. . Oh, and the bibliography, am still shouldering that bad habit. But I must say there is something a little relieving about having ideas in text rather than existing in a chaotic whir of thoughts competing head space. Ah ha, maybe I will finally get some restful sleep tonight!