Yep. I'm totally, completely up to my eyeballs. My post-doc application is due in two weeks. I have NO idea how to write a letter on interest or description of interest in the project I want to do. Thank heavens for google. I have teeth that must have their roots removed (this takes for-ev-er), and a billion samples to analyze. TA'ing is taking over my life. Midterms just such--at this point I'd rather study and take the damn thing than grade it.
And then, there's my revisions. Ahhh, lovely revisions. I am about 18k words into my new draft, and things are...going. I don't know if it's good. It's kind fo a mish-mash at the moment, as I've taken some of my original scenes and pasted them into the freshly written bits because nothing significant has changed (or at least, that's not easy to fix). This makes things, well, interesting. I'm not sure it's working. I'm scared to death I'm losing Julia's voice. Basically, I'm panicking here a bit. Somehow I wish I could sneak in a couple of days away, alone, with good music, and my giant screen. That would help matters. And my sanity :) If only...
I will do this though. I will. I think. Or, I'll sink past my eyeballs, trying.
______________________________
No comments:
Post a Comment
I adore comments--let me know what you are thinking!