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Date: 11 June 2007 06:27:56
Memories are great things, until they become unreliable at which point it is really useful to know where those vital bits of paper are and to actually read them occassionally.
I wish I acknowledged how unreliable mine is a bit more often. If I had I may have realised abit sooner that my current work of art actually needs to be 5000 words shorter than I thought it did. This means that upon completion of the conclusion, which is nearly there, I have my first draft completed and will actually have time to play around with it a little and tidy it up as required before submission. (Just hoping that my tutor doesn't tell me I need a complete rewrite from what's there).
Therefore, I am currently quite a smiley bunny. Also with what I've been writing recently I know why I am doing the thing and who it is for. I am writing it for me and I am doing the qualification because I wanted to open my mind, think about stuff, be challenged and generally have an excuse to play around with ideas - the actual qualification was secondary. As you can probably tell it's moved from being a mountain to be conquered because of the amount of money you've paid to get there in the first place to a playground to have fun in again.