Hubby is a smart cookie - he takes me to Waterstones at least every couple of weeks. Better than dinner out, or chocolates etc. The route to a girl's heart is through the book store. Question remains - which is the best smell? The fantastic freshly-cut smell of new paper in undiscovered books, or the wonderous odour of older, mustier books? Decisions decisions....
I have made much more progress today, essentially taking the essay apart and putting it back together. Now the thorough rewrite starts. Thing is, I think it might be better to improve it a little, THEN take it to the head honcho for his point of view. Which could be ages yet and I really don't want to be twiddling my thumbs. I think I should look at the Satire syllabus and start reading up on that - it will give me a break from the dissertation and give me the heads up as to what is expected.
This is the order of play for the first couple of weeks:
Killing Joke: Satire, Power, Death and Comedy
The Classical Satirists: Railing, Grinning and Sitting Down to Tea/Extracts from Horace, Juvenal and Lucian.
Not sure whether to embrace this or run for the hills, to be frank. There is a whole lot of satire going down re the recent turn of events in the western world, so I look on with interest to how this is going to be handled.
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