I'm Ready To Commit. To Groceries.
Alternative title: This is where smoking behind the bike shed gets you...
As of yesterday, I'm suspended. Despite the fact the I should be getting really serious about my thesis (with a side order of thesis related hermitage and insanity), I've taken on a temporary part-time admin job for the next 10 weeks. Combined with the NQDJ and some family stuff, I'm not going to be able to commit to my thesis for a while. Instead, I chose to commit to groceries, rent, and all that other lovely stuff one can purchase with an income.
The thesis/groceries choice is the result of not completing the thesis within my three-and-a-half years of scholarship. (Moral of the day, kids: Finish your thesis before the scholarship runs out. Stop reading this blog. Go back to work. Right now.) I'm still going to try and fit in some kind of thesis work, but it will be moments grabbed on the run rather than solid sessions of work. Suspending means that I can do that and see what work I do get done as a bonus, rather than feeling as though I should be up all night writing in a futile attempt to get more hours into the day.
On the bright side, I got the latest chapter four draft back. I'm not sure if having your supervisor agree with your note that [THIS PARAGRAPH SUCKS] is a good thing or not, but there were more ticks and less 'this needs improvements' than last time.
I've recently submitted my PhD thesis, titled 'Discovering the Lost Race Story: Writing Science Fiction, Writing Temporality', for examination. In the meantime, I'm teaching in the discipline of Communication Studies at UWA and starting a new project on medievalism and media through a Whitfeld Fellowship.