Another one of those Big Things In Sally's Life Updates

[annwfyn]

Today, boys and girls, I'm going to talk about my assessed essay!

I've got to write two of them over the christmas holidays. One is on the process of anglicisation in Northumbria, and the other is on the use of burial data in assessing attitudes towards age and childhood in Anglo-Saxon England. Both have to be 5000 words long, and involve some kind of original thought, re-interpretation of archaeological data and critical interpretation of current data and work.

I've been stressing a fair bit about this. It may possibly have been affecting my moods just a tiny bit. Erm. OK. It has been sitting in my mind like a large and squat demon, croaking and cackling and taunting me with the apparent impossibility of producing original and valid academic re-evaluation.

Today, however, I think I realised that I could do it.

This break through began yesterday, where I finally managed to pick up the last of the books which are on the reading list my supervisor gave me and I realised that I actually can get all the base reading done by the end of the week. Today I looked at my notes - my rough notes for my essay on burial data - and realised that I had hit 3000 words. Those are just my bullet points and scribbles and annotations. I do have enough materiel. I am getting there.

I'm also realising that I can think. I do have critical comments in the margins. I do have things I want to say. I can actually write this essay.

I've been up since 10 am this morning and I've only just taken a break from working. My head is beginning to hurt a bit and so I might possibly need to stop looking at the screen, but I am doing well.

*does her happy dance*

I can do this!

Oh - and while I'm in a good mood - let me share the love! You know the meme going round. Drop me a comment and I'll reminisce about you for a bit. I do actually really rather like everyone on my friends list, so I think I've got some good things to say.

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[annwfyn.livejournal.com]

Running through Armstrongs in Edinburgh with our fingers in pistol shapes, playing at Charlie's Angels. *beams* One of my very fun silly memories of Edinburgh.

Either that or me being asleep in Alex's room in the old Edinburgh flat and you wandering in at 5 am to wake me up because there was a beautiful sunrise you wanted me to see.

[headinclouds.livejournal.com]

I think that was in Flip that we did the Charlie's Angels thing. That was very silly, had we been in Bar Kohl? ;)