One of my advisors asked me to put together a manila folder for her that contains all of my job market documents and all of my drafted dissertation chapters.
Wow. I’ve written a lot. About 200 pages in drafted dissertation alone, and that doesn’t count seminar papers, conference presentations, abstracts, job letters, and articles. My manila folder required two industrial-strength rubber bands! And I’ve written about 30 pages more for this new chapter, which is not yet complete.
If I can’t feel fantastic about what I’m writing all of the time, I certainly can feel impressed by how much. I also should feel a little guilty for using so much paper, but my advisor insisted on hard copies.
And that’s all I’ve got. My brain is emitting a low, tired, drunken-bumble-bee buzz because I spent the entire day preparing a fellowship application that needs to be postmarked by Thursday. This fellowship is a Dream Gig and therefore requires a lot of Smarts. And perhaps an Ivy League degree. If that’s what they want, I’m out.
We’ll see what happens.
Oh, and I’ve belatedly posted a new pick by carrots!