James Proclaims (4)

It’s 11.05 pm GMT as I begin to write this and I’m gulping down my sixth cup of coffee of the day. It’s probably ill-advised but I doubt it will stop me from sleeping tonight.

After boldly claiming yesterday that writing thirty blog posts in thirty days for NaBloPoMo would be undemanding, I find myself in danger of falling at the first hurdle. If I don’t get this done by midnight it will technically be tomorrow and then I will have officially missed a day. I suppose I could make it up by posting twice on the same day but that seems like shaky moral ground to me.

I forgot some stuff yesterday when I was arrogantly claiming this would be easy.

Like how Tuesdays are brutal from start to finish. I have a full day of being a teacher on a Tuesday and a full evening of being a student. Not the good kind of being a student like in my undergrad days when excessive drinking and mediocre essays were the order of the day.

Now I’m a serious(ish) post-grad, completing my MA part time while holding down a full time job.

I have wisely chosen an MA that holds very little interest for me but should enhance my career prospects in a year or so.

It’s not fulfilling but I find an emotional detachment actually makes the essays easier to write. It’s just citations and referencing by numbers for the most part and once you understand how to do it, it’s pretty simple.

The lectures are dull though and even duller when I’m tired after a day at work.

But though most Tuesdays are exhausting, I’m even more fatigued today because I had to submit a formative essay for the course and I didn’t get around to doing it until last night. So I didn’t get to bed until the early hours of the morning.

Happily I did quite well, although I’m not entirely sure why because it was a particularly uninspiring piece of prose that I churned out.

Unhappily a formative essay doesn’t count for anything so ‘doing well’ was pointless.

I could possibly not have done it at all, but the course leader of my current module seems like the kind of bloke who would hold it against me. It’s hard enough getting through his lectures as it is but if I thought he actively disliked me it might be even harder.

Anyway, I passed my pointless formative essay and because I’ve written this I’m still on track to ‘pass’ NaBloPoMo.

So everything’s fine.

And if you’re reading this, I fully acknowledge this isn’t my finest post.

But if I hadn’t posted this, I might have posted the essay instead and no-one should have to read that.

Except my boring lecturer. And as he is responsible for me having to write it in the first place, then he bloody well deserved it.

Also he deserved it for being boring.

6 thoughts on “The first hurdle

  1. You’re doing grand 🙂 At least you’re giving it a go. I pondered doing it, then remembered my Quitting Issues, so didn’t start – cuts down on the all the Guilt Complexes I have to manage 🙂

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  2. Don’t you jus hate how we manage to tie ourselves up in a task we really want to do, but then immediately have second thoughts after we publicly announce our intentions? I had also considered the challenge of daily posting for a month, but gave it up for now. I’ve just started a project (this is my first public announcement) of posting to my Karen Hampton writer facebook page twice a week with photos and videos (which I am just learning). Have fun with yours.

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