Well, the Monday morning euphoria didn't last long. My evaluation from Dale and Stacy starts "Chris wants to change the world...She's going to get there, but she's going to have to work hard at focusing her thoughts." That could, I think, be a summary of the state of affairs before I got here. It hurt pretty hard, even with Dale's assurances he will write any recommendation I want, etc. (Side issue: it's painfully clear that I'm nowhere in the running for the November scholarships, though I am right this second too freaking busy to panic about it. )
Or to obsess on my disappointment.Had my Holly Hunter damp moment before sleep last night.
In a few weeks we start planning the spring semester, and planning getting out of here. My first round of internship applications is due 11/1. And all of us are looking more plainly at a page we might have paid more attention to earlier, now posted on Dean Sree's blog. (Right now, with 2 or 3 top writers in my reporting class and a similar, sense of the rest top 15 percent feels unattainable - but we're all going to shoot for it.)
But right this second, I still have one of the three deadlines this week to fill. I liked my final draft of the Supreme Court story enough that I might not post it, in the hope that I can sell it somewhere, while for Critical Issues paper I first wrote this Book of Days post and then cut it back -- that last between the hours of 5 and 8:15 this morning. What's left is my misbegotten business story, which I think I have to just try to outline and write, inserting the highlights later. (Like I did with Father Brady's church.)
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