Why did I forget how much I hate studying? On a three year cycle I forget how much I hate the stress of deadlines, embark on a course of study and then remember the horror!
When I started an Open University creative writing course recently I intended to keep it a secret. This way, i imagined, I would receive such encouragement from my tutor that I would go on to write my best-selling novel and the first you lot would know of all this would be when I walked into the pub and announced that Steven Spielberg had bought the film rights to Barius Banesh - a philosophical novel about a mystical wandering minstrel.
I have to write a story based on a guitar or a broken plate or a hand or something... by the 10th of March! And I haven't started! And I need a shower! And I need to pay the rent! And, and, and, and, and... waaaaah!
n.b. It's still going to be brilliant, of course.
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