To those who celebrate Easter, I hope you had a wonderful holiday.
To those who don’t, I hope you ate lots of chocolate bunnies anyway.
I had a very exciting idea a couple of days ago. If I write my A** off this month, have no life, and decide not to sleep, I could possibly finish the rough draft of my thesis this semester. That is particularly exciting because next semester I will be a 4. (We number are semesters. It’s like Hogwarts.) As a 4, we take Teaching Popular Fiction. The general consensus is that this is the toughest, if most useful, class in the program. One person described it as “real adult academic work.” Feel free to hold this moment in time. I may never say the following sentence again.
I think that B.A. in psychology might actually come in handy.
I don’t say this because I believe the Teaching Popular Fiction course will involve psychology. In fact, I believe it will involve nothing of the sort. I say this because “real adult academic work” is no stranger to me, where it might have been had I done my undergrad in creative writing. All in all, I’m feeling considerably less frightened of the teaching course. I’m not so confident, however, that I will push off my thesis.
Which brings me to the point of this post. If I go missing a bit this month—two posts a week instead of three—do not fear. It’s just the thesis. Because, believe me, I will be very excited if I can finish my rough draft next month.
In other exciting news, Scooby Doo is a television middle grade off-and-on paranormal mystery series. I write what could be considered paranormal mystery. It is always an exciting day when one realizes they could someday write the next Scooby Doo type thing.Carry on.