disintegrating
May. 11th, 2004 10:44 amJust got off the phone with my dissertation director.
Progress is happening, even if it doesn't feel like there's enough of it to go around. I am starting to torment myself with thoughts that I might actually be done--really done--by Wiscon. I don't think that's true, but ye gods and little Buddhas it would be nice.
I've finished the first four items on the most recent to do list. Which means I MUST go to the library this afternoon.
Sometimes I think the worst thing the Albatross has done is that it has made me library-phobic.
Progress is happening, even if it doesn't feel like there's enough of it to go around. I am starting to torment myself with thoughts that I might actually be done--really done--by Wiscon. I don't think that's true, but ye gods and little Buddhas it would be nice.
I've finished the first four items on the most recent to do list. Which means I MUST go to the library this afternoon.
Sometimes I think the worst thing the Albatross has done is that it has made me library-phobic.
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Date: 2004-05-11 08:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-15 08:45 pm (UTC)The particular albatross around my neck is called "It harrows me with fear and wonder": Horror and Haunting in Early Modern Revenge Tragedy. So it's about ghosts and revenge tragedy and the genre conventions of horror. Broadly speaking.
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Date: 2004-05-11 09:17 am (UTC)Sometimes I think the worst thing the Albatross has done is that it has made me library-phobic.
Surely that will pass.