Of Defiant but Definite Deadlines October 28, 2009
Posted by Jen in : A210, General Shame , 19 commentsI can see into the future. Did you know that? I foresee that Friday will find my back aching, mainly after the exertions of limbo-ing manically under Thursday’s deadline for my first A210 essay. The thing I love about deadlines is the focus they generate. Focus, mainly, on doing anything other than the job in hand. I’ve taken the day off today. The plan of action? That I spend last night ploughing through the rest of Pride and Prejudice before devoting today to writing a fascinating essay about narrative voice & dialogue. This will be completed before I whizz in circles like WonderWoman, emerging with style and polish before heading off, with a sense of accomplishment, to be entertained by Simon Amstell.
In reality? I was accosted, as I frequently am, by a dose of the Rampant Randoms. I ended up discussing furniture with a friend, decorating long distance before being treated, by phone, to a live double bass and voice rendition of Fly Me to the Moon. I then fell asleep with Jane Austen in my lap and forgot to make the bread. So far, so bad. But sofa, so good for recipient of furniture-buying advice. This morning, I’ve done two loads of washing, swigged plentiful tea, made bread and contemplated, if one professes to live in a higgledy piggledy teeny tiny cottage, as I do, just how much higgle and piggle can be crammed in at any one time. The answer, after some nifty quadratic formula and a little rubbing of my academic beard brought forward the response: quite a bit really.
You may deduce from this, dear reader, that I shall be having a little cry quite soon. So I’m going to get on with it. Once I’ve worked out how long it would take to ride to Brighton on the back of a tortoise, in the rain, whilst wearing a bowler hat. Procrastination? Me?? Get away with you. I’m not even blogging. See?
