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Jun. 8th, 2012 04:37 amThis is the kind of insomnia I like.
I haven't quite been awake all night, but it feels like it. I was supposed to sleep for another half hour, but my mind kept dreaming about things yet undone and how little time I had to finish them in. This was wrong of my mind, for I had allowed enough time for things this morning - my mind just didn't want to accept this. I didn't expect to be spending this extra time working on my dissertation, but that's what's happened. I have more urgent work I could do, but I just had a small breakthrough moment.
My supervisor has looked at the big, meaty chapter that was causing me such angst. His turnover was amazing - I said I wasn't going to be able to finish it until next week or the week after and then something clicked in my mind and I realised what was wrong with what I had done and I fixed it. And he likes it.
This is the scary chapter. The one where the whole dissertation could collapse. It rests on the previous chapters, and they're fine, so it wouldn't have been the end of the world if I had to go back to the drawing board with this. Except I don't.
I shall do my light edits to it now, and then go about the things I meant to do with my early hour of the morning. And for my reading at Continuum, I shall read from Ms Cellophane (because, you know, 22 days to go) but I shall also read a bit from the time travel novel, for anyone who has been curious about what a Medievalist would do with a time travel novel.
I haven't quite been awake all night, but it feels like it. I was supposed to sleep for another half hour, but my mind kept dreaming about things yet undone and how little time I had to finish them in. This was wrong of my mind, for I had allowed enough time for things this morning - my mind just didn't want to accept this. I didn't expect to be spending this extra time working on my dissertation, but that's what's happened. I have more urgent work I could do, but I just had a small breakthrough moment.
My supervisor has looked at the big, meaty chapter that was causing me such angst. His turnover was amazing - I said I wasn't going to be able to finish it until next week or the week after and then something clicked in my mind and I realised what was wrong with what I had done and I fixed it. And he likes it.
This is the scary chapter. The one where the whole dissertation could collapse. It rests on the previous chapters, and they're fine, so it wouldn't have been the end of the world if I had to go back to the drawing board with this. Except I don't.
I shall do my light edits to it now, and then go about the things I meant to do with my early hour of the morning. And for my reading at Continuum, I shall read from Ms Cellophane (because, you know, 22 days to go) but I shall also read a bit from the time travel novel, for anyone who has been curious about what a Medievalist would do with a time travel novel.