I have got to the stage where the essay is a huge mess, tangled with quotes and sporadic, poorly-spelt observations. Hubby and Prodigal 2 have been out visiting friends, whilst I have major writer's block at my desk. Also - sometime between now and the thirteenth, I want to plan out two other essays, write a story for the portfolio and maybe understand Post Modernism a bit more too. A tall order - AND I want my bloody car back. It has been off road for nearly four weeks and at the garage awaiting repair for another two weeks.
1,561 - and I haven't even expanded my observations coherently, nor have I added any academic essay quotes/book theories. Easter hasn't helped much either.