rivka | (no subject)

I just got e-mail from John. He finished reading the second draft of my Discussion, and he only suggested three or four minor wording changes. He loved the new intro.

I've re-read the first three sections myself, and I only have minor wording and punctuation changes to make. I still need to read the Discussion, but if John likes it at this point, I'm not likely to make any major changes.

I need to go through the electronic copy and make the changes I recorded on the paper copy. Then I need to write a 350-word Abstract for Dissertation Abstracts International. That's it. I'll be done with my dissertation by dinner time.

Strangely, I feel sick. My head is swimming and my stomach is tense and nervous.

I'm going to be done with my dissertation by dinner time.

Done. With my dissertation.

Wow, this is weird.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

I know what you mean. I feel that way when I've finished a novel. This thing has been wanting to be done for however long, a permanent part of your life, sometimes front and center, sometimes neglected, but there, a wallpaper pattern repeated in a cushion you sometimes fling about. And then it's all gone. It's just gone. No matter how celebratory one feels, the loose-endedness and sense of having stepped through the looking-glass is considerable.

Stress levels can go down, though! Congratulations.

Pamela

Yes! That's it exactly. Thank you for understanding.