Essay
The essay titles are pretty simple. I understand the subject and what its asking me to do. I have enough notes for me to pad out to 600 words (esp on the cat poetry) but I am totally writer's blocking on how to type it all up together.
They're just a bunch of random sentences and incoherent thought going around in circles! Why do I think I have the time and motivation for this lark? Ok I may have the time and motivation, but I sure as hell don't have the study skills to concentrate either of these. But I look at the essay titles and the word count and my brain tells me its a piece of piss. I KNOW for me to write 600 words on the Tibetan view of the Dalai Lama, and 600 words on comparing two pieces of cat poetry should be a walk in the park, its not as if I have difficulty typing, or constructing sentences. I can easily write 600 words on the progression of post rock or light pollution or the mythology of the Legend of Zelda. I can write essays on the japanese attitudes and tradition towards family or American foreign policy of the past 10 years. I could even spout about the vampiric tradition in teen literature. Haha.
But with this, I am staring at a blank page. I have notes. I type them up. They don't seem to want to link together.
I am stuck.
This has probs been around 200 words?
edit: 3.35am - I have 330 words typed up in a vague draft of paragraphs that seem to make sense, and am going to bed. Have whole of tomorrow without need to fucking up sleep patterns. Dentist appointment. Will have to say no to going out for a drink with my friend Matt who has come back from Liverpool for a couple of days. Will need to take laptop to work with me to do final editing on Thurs.
They're just a bunch of random sentences and incoherent thought going around in circles! Why do I think I have the time and motivation for this lark? Ok I may have the time and motivation, but I sure as hell don't have the study skills to concentrate either of these. But I look at the essay titles and the word count and my brain tells me its a piece of piss. I KNOW for me to write 600 words on the Tibetan view of the Dalai Lama, and 600 words on comparing two pieces of cat poetry should be a walk in the park, its not as if I have difficulty typing, or constructing sentences. I can easily write 600 words on the progression of post rock or light pollution or the mythology of the Legend of Zelda. I can write essays on the japanese attitudes and tradition towards family or American foreign policy of the past 10 years. I could even spout about the vampiric tradition in teen literature. Haha.
But with this, I am staring at a blank page. I have notes. I type them up. They don't seem to want to link together.
I am stuck.
This has probs been around 200 words?
edit: 3.35am - I have 330 words typed up in a vague draft of paragraphs that seem to make sense, and am going to bed. Have whole of tomorrow without need to fucking up sleep patterns. Dentist appointment. Will have to say no to going out for a drink with my friend Matt who has come back from Liverpool for a couple of days. Will need to take laptop to work with me to do final editing on Thurs.