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I am pleased to say that I am very much better - thank you all who sent messages for me to get well.  I am walking without crutches now and next week, I am hoping to drive again (us Brits use stick shift cars, so I need my left foot for the gear change).  The bacterial infection has gone, fingers crossed and I feel that I am back on the path to normal living.

I have just received my final mark back from my satire essay on 'Nightmare Abbey,' only to find that I have got 65% for it and the module earned me over 64%.  I am stunned - falling down concrete steps must have sharpened my wits! Hubby (who is the number cruncher of the family) has calculated that my overall mark for the entire degree is 64.74%, which is a decent 2:1 award.  Obviously, the final year's marks have to go out to be externally marked, so I cannot celebrate until July 14th.  

Still - thrilled :-)
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I don't know what is wrong with me.  I just don't have the impetus anymore.  It is like I submitted my diss and now I don't care.  I have written a bit on my last satire essay - but it is mostly bound with quotes rather than an actually argument.  Thing is - I'm done.  Done with the course, education etc.  I have been locked away for so long, it is literally a culture shock each time I go out further than 3 miles.  It's spring.  I've seen precious little of it.  I am surprised to see leaves, rain, shadows - like WTF?  Yet I don't to bow out with possibly the crappiest mark ever.  That's not good or me or my lecturer (who is a great lady and an absolute hoot).

I just have no drive and instead of stepping up to the challenge and finishing like a pro - I am dragging my heels, cussing all the way and just want to crawl across the line and f**k the results.  I need a good kick up the arse.  I would be most embarrassed to get such a frighteningly low score.  So I am going to offload onto dictaphone, give myself a bit of a kicking and get back to working it out properly.

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If Cornwall had underground stations - personally, I love the idea :-D

 
 
 
Well, I have managed to substantially edit it bringing it down from 2,000 of mess, to 1,859 of fairly understandable train of thought.  A third of it is comprehensible, the other two thirds are bitty.  Yet, I feel there has been progress made, it is just I have to fed in the theory and tailor the argument a bit.  Well, quite a lot, but i will need to motor on tomorrow.

Which might be difficult as I have a houseful tomorrow.  Friends are down from Norfolk and Prodigal 2's girlfriend is due over.  I, however, am to be locked into my ivory tower magnolia office and will leave the entertaining to Hubby and Son.
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Bingley had been thinning out around the base of her tail and assumed that it was mange or fleas or whatever, so we gave our vet a call.  Now Bingley had been a timeshare cat for a fair while, but because she had moved in with us on a more permanent basis, we assumed that Bing was a stray.  She needed medical attention.  Imagine the horror that we turn up there hoping to get her treated - only to find that she is tagged and is noticed as missing.  I was absolutely shocked and heartbroken when the vet called Bingley's actual folks, who we have found lives down the road from us.  And that slinky Bingley with the girly soft fur and cuddly demeanor was actually MISTER Bingley - very definitely a 'blue toothbrush' cat..  Anyway, we walked away from the vet minus Bingley, I was absolute inconsolable.

Bingley's folks gave us a knock and returned him to us, saying he is happier here and gave him over. I was blubbing and doing my best 'puss, puss' and we have their number etc.  It's all worked out in the end and Bingley is now crashed out in the other room.  It has taken a dent out of my research for today and I think I will do the Roger Allam skit in The Thick of It.  I am early on the train tomorrow for my last ever lecture and am in lock in all weekend so I can finish the bloody thing.

Juvenile humour at it's best.

 
 

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I find your lack of kitty treats somewhat disturbing.
 

Today is basically been about researching M.M. Bakhtin's philosophy and I have been redirected to his book which has been most interesting.  I will feel better when I have substantially copied notes from that and have cited and merged them with my work.  It is a work in progress :-)

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I have started late as I was at a funeral.  It's been a strange old day - friends posting old photos that i hadn't realised were in existence, another old friend calling, who I vow I will make time for post degree.  In fact, I can't believe how relieved I feel to be almost at the end of it.  There was a celebration that I wanted to go to over the weekend end and saw some epic shots.  It is one that I definitely plan to go to next year.

Back to the essay - now is the time to slot things together.  I am using the framework as described on Plymouth Uni's PP for satire and decanting the lines from the book. Go cats, go.

20:40
Well, I have managed 500 words but it was a patchy intro and the criteria set down.  I will have to start introducing more and more apt sentences and observation, which I will do between now and Wednesday afternoon.  I will then have to do a crash revision on what I have learnt and will have to seek out a clip from YouTube and explain myself to the rest of the group and qualify why I think this is a specific brand of satire, then watch the clip.  More tomorrow.

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Spent the day typing notes, about a third of which I will be using for the essay.  I have gone back to the Menippean idea as I have enough proof to cover that. Plus, it will be less hassle to prove the Menippean theory than to pull the essay apart re form and context, though indeed there will be some of that.

I have to go to a funeral tomorrow, but after that, I will start again.


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Well, for me it is coursework, but same thing, really.  Spent the day taking notes, of which I am about to type up and will spend the rest of tomorrow getting all of my other notes together to start the big write on Monday.  I do have to go to a funeral in the afternoon, but will not be staying for the wake.  The only other time I will be sidetracked will be my presence on Thursday for my final satire lecture, which will be clips of popular satire.  Promises to be an amusing lesson.
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This little minx is on the arm of the corner chair by the phone, where I can get the best source of  light to write my notes.  Bingley knows she has to stay still and not fidget, or get turfed off.  I have got halfway through and will do the rest tomorrow. I have abandoned Menippean as an argument, because I would have to go into full explain mode and decided to concentrate on form and content.  Less of a headache that way.


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I currently subscribe to pictures 3 & 8 - well, that is if I am so inclined to work.  Bit skittish today, not really settled down to anything much, except trying to find out what constitutes Menippean and work from there.  I realised that a lot of Pratchett comes under that category, so i feel quite at home in this sub-genre.

Had an interesting chat with a friend, who asked me whether I was considering doing the MA.  I cited age/health/distance/price and replied in the negative, but what I am thinking is that I need a year off and honour my contribution to the household bills.  I will be asking to be put on placement to get experience and see how I do on the job market.  Then I will see how I feel.  Actually it will be nice not living as a penniless student in essentially a potless household.

I am going to start with a grid for the essay - 2,500 words and how I will discuss the finer points.  Promise to do better tomorrow.

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As previously written, I handed my major dissertation in.  It felt odd, like watching your twin children go to school for the first time and they are in school uniforms and they look like babies.  I felt quite emotional and went to the Roland Levinsky building cafe.  I sat on the rooftop seating area with my richly-rewarding piece of millionaire shortbread and peppermint tea.  I was listening to my iPod, just lapping up the moment, then Goldfrapp's 'Moon in Your Mouth' and it got  to the lyric 'I'm alive' then the tears started to roll.  when it got to the bridge 'We looking at the moon/It's the same face we all see' and it took all I had not to copiously weep in public.

I suppose it was inevitable.  It is 10 months of very hard work boiled down into 10,000 words.  It's going to hit, isn't it? I feel a little odd not doing anything more to it.  I hadn't realised how tense I was until I went out for tea later.  Just such a weight taken off my mind.  One of my friends have told me not to look over the dissertation, once submitted because a) you can't do anything about it and b) you will only agonise over it more.  Anyway, I have to start my satire essay - need to go over Thomas Love Peacock's Nightmare Abbey with a fine toothcomb.  Note taking - let's see how my last assignment ever goes :-)

19:17
Well, I have taken a look over all of the stuff on the DLE and decided that I am going for the menippean angle with Nightmare Abbey.  I think I can get the most out of that than the other ones.  A bit more structure to work from and at this stage, I need to go from demob happy to nailing something down (the other questions are a bit more free flowing and I just want something to direct me).

Tomorrow will be notes/reading.
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I sincerely hope not, or I am screwed!
 

Well, I got the marks back on my first satire essay - 62%, which is just about in the zone, but I am crabby with myself, because the things I slipped up on is the fact I proofread on screen, rather than print it out and read it out loud/check it manually.  Plus there was a couple awkward turns of phrasing.  Anyway, it is a 2:1 score, will strive to do better next time.

Will attempt to finish things off over the next couple of days and yes, PROOFREAD offscreen, godsdamnit!  

18:33

I have done some substantial editing and have just pulled the intro/ch1/ch2/ch3/conclusion together.   I do know something - after yesterday's minor tank, I am a) absolutely petrified of f***ing up and b) fear that I have ruthlessly edited beyond hope.  The only thing I can so is print off the lot and reread manually.  I can't help think that I am wandering off topic here and when you have been with the project this long, you get word blindness.

Dejected.  The only thing that keeps me going is that others are in the exact same position.  I think the thing that surprised me is that so many just hope they don't get a 40% pass.  I would literally die if I did, to the point that a low 2:1 gets me.

* sigh *

I am sick to death of this.

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I have been away from the PC for a fair while (bad night/bad stomach etc), but at least I have found out the following a) date for seeing diss lecturer (need to get my third chapter essay plan to him at the weekend), b) I know exactly what the last assignment questions are now - it is either going to be Nightmare Abbey, or Galapagus c) even if I was having sleeping probs the other night, the brain had a 'Eureka!' moment, when I realised exactly what I was going to write about in chapter three d) the healing properties of sleep and apple cider vinegar <--- seriously, anyone with an acidic tum should drink it - diluted in water.

More plodding and chipping away - started by pasting draft one into new draft two and begin tapping away :-)
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Right now, OP - I totally agree with you.

Once upon a time, back in the time when the final BA year was probably half a decade ago, a 2,500 word essay would take about six days to write and less than a couple of days to turn round.  Now it takes nigh on a damn fortnight and trying to find the magical ten resources has been challenging (a problem if you have used a fair few citations from one essay - not so bad if you are directly quoting from the resources they have used).

I am not the only one caught up in pondering and making an idea stretch into an essay.  When asking 'What are the targets of Swifts 'A Modest Proposal'? I answered 'the English colonization of Ireland.'  That's great - 5 words down, 2,495 to go, but at least I have stretched it to the full word count.  Unlike a fellow classmate, who on being asked 'Irony works in satire, do you agree?' answered 'Yes I do' but has only got as far as 1,200 to argue that point.

I am looking for a couple more quotes from books, then I will complete the biblio, proofread and hit send.  Then rest a while to ponder the rest of the dissertation and the last of the satire essays.
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After days spent wearily plodding at a desk, i took myself out for a short drive and a bit of a walk about.  It has actually made that transaction from not being quite so cold, to Spring being literally around the corner - and a very blessed sight it is.  You don't quite feel like skipping along  just yet, but definitely the step has become more * ahem * spring-gy.  Anyway, I am back at said desk, trying to untangle my argument before I add anything meaningful from other texts.

Found this on Facebook, which is a mosaic from Baobab Tree Mosaics - link HERE.  I think it's fabulous, like the Lindt Bunny made large :-)

22:32

Have rewritten the third draft and let me tell you, at about 20:00 this evening, I thought that the bloody lot had unraveled.  Nil desperandum - I pasted across piecemeal to another document and tweaked en route and viola! Possibly another essay finished, with minor adjustments, academic sprinkles, bibliography and proofreading.  Then it's onward to the final straight of my major dissertation.  The joy.

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I am pleased to say that I am a * lot * further down the line, my end of day count being 2,337, but from page 5-9 needs extensive rewriting (or at least, writing from another angle - long story, but it is important that I question the status quo and proffer a different light).

Tomorrow briefly, i will search for essays as the library at Plymouth has been devoid of actual Swift books - some one has denuded the lot and I am left with a couple that I managed to get on the hop from Amazon.  This is the penalty you pay for being a distance learner - the books are whipped before you get a look in :-/
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The same can be said for students on English degree courses.  I am about day four into writing the satire essay and really want this done and dusted after the weekend, so I can write the other half of the dissertation. I know I have written upwards of 1,000 with another 1,500 to write. 

Love the bunny.  I have two fractious cats, one of which won't stop bringing wood mice in.  We have a relatively good success rate of catching them and keeping them alive, then depositing them later down in the bigger woods.  It doesn't help that WM's diet just happens to be sycamore seeds - of which we have plenty.

Onward :-)

22:11

I have written about 700 extra words and I think I am making headway.  Because I have gone both word blind and brain dead, I am calling it a night.
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I'm not having a bad day, but I am prevaricating.  I would say I was far crabbier yesterday when family were out having a Crap Donald's burger - I personally don't like burgers, but really wanted to go out and see people.  Managed 600+ words yesterday, but as I have had family over and as it's just after half three in the afternoon, I have kinda lost momentum.  I wrote an additional 200 word planner on my Android about one this morning, but need to get on with it.

* meh *

21:24
All in all, not a bad day.  With extra notes added, blended and edited, I have managed to write about a quarter of it, with the detailed plan lodged underneath, with notes for links etc.  Time for me to sign off and watch rubbish TV
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Well, I have started my critique of Swift's 'A Modest proposal' and I have found that my brief encounter of Swift three years ago will really NOT help me.  Reading one's own work from thirty six months ago is quite an eye opener.  Not badly written as such, just not to the standard that I have today,  Plus all of the books/links etc. I had back then either do not correspond (dead links) or somehow do not marry up to the quotes (Ouch - thou shalt not proofread on the screen as by then you are word blind.  Print a copy off).  Some are also books that I cannot locate again as they were with Truro/Penwith College and are not available from Plymouth Uni.  Curses.  No short cuts here :-/

Anyway, he seems to be highly hacked off with the Anglo/Irish problem and I am trying to sift through as to whom he is most pissed off with and write about it. Just want this out of the way so I can get back to writing the second half of Diss chapter two, most of Diss chapter three, the conclusion - THEN overhaul the lot. Probably several times.  Great fun. 
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Yesterday, I worked very hard, then decided to work on - despite knowing that I couldn't see properly out of my left eye.  This has got to stop, I can't keep getting migraines like this; I have had two inside 4 days.  My problem is that I get engrossed, forget to eat/drink/comfort break and most crucially, I tend to hold my breath too long when concentrating

I will carry on with the notes, but there is something else I have to read and get the gist on today in ready for tomorrow's lecture on George Villiers, Viscount of Buckingham's The Rehearsal 

18:55
Finished notes - 7,494, now onward to read this bloody Rehearsal script.

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