Well the words are writ, the printer has prunt, and the binder has bound together all the work I'm submitting for the end of term, and indeed the end of this MA year.
It felt at one stage that I was never going to be finished writing, editing, re-writing, editing, re-re-writing ... and those were just the poems, never mind the other assignments.
At the end of this year, I've produced 70 + poems, and done a lot of thinking about what direction I'm going to go, metaphorically, across the summer.
That's because I've still another 30 poems to find for the final dissertation. I have ideas, but I think I'm going to enforce a 'dry spell' on myself for at least the start of June. I couldn't write another thing if you offered me the most divine inspiration.
And the other thing I need to start thinking about is whether this is the end of the study road. PhD or get a real job... oh life!
9 comments:
I am really happy for you Barbara. Did the allirations at the beginning of your post pop up just like that? They sound spontaneous like after a big breath and a work thoroughly and eagerly done....
Best wishes, Davide
And just as if it were a matter about "faith" I still believe inspiration can come when least expected...
In particular when one feels "Dry"...
Davide
'a work thorougly and eagerly done,' yes you have it right Davide. It's been very intense... and I think you could be right about unsought for inspiration! :)
Well I'm sure things will be composting away, just cos you don't pick up pen our mouse doesn't mean the old gray matter isn't at work.
Congrats on getting it finished. 70 poems is a lot of bearing on your soul. As for inspriation - Sleep a lot, walk a lot, read a lot and eaves drop on people's conversations - works for me!
You are an inspiration, Barbara, all this and all those feckers too!
Glad to finally see you in yer robes - blogger was keeping them from me for a while!
Well EW and Minx, thanks very much. As for resting, well you couldn't ask for much more than the weather we're getting this Whit Weekend... I've had some inklings already ;)
70 poems!???!!
I nearly wrote a poem, once. Well the title is nearly finished: 'My Schoo ...'
I have certainly given it a lot of thought though; but I don't want to give too much away just yet ... I'm sure you'd like it ... if I had it here now ... but I haven't. And it's raining now; but only on the outside!
John
MA CW = B7 = So pleased for you!
Cheers John - grinning from ear to ear now :)
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