I really, really should not be writing this. What I should be doing, is polishing the final A363 assignment until it shines like a button on a Grenadier’s uniform. Trouble is, I need a button to polish, and all I have at the moment is a plastic popper.
TMA06 came back early in the week with a plethora of comments and advice from the tutor pinned to the 1000 word extract, which was very encouraging. In fact, the whole piece has gone pretty much to plan. Except that I am left with the crunch flashback. The one that the whole point of the story turns on. Been working on it all day, but it’s drivel. Not just drivel, either. Tripe comes to mind, as does hogwash, gibberish and twaddle. The words simply won’t do what I want them to do. I suppose that’s what being a writer is all about. Moulding words into sentences so they reflect the image you want to paint.
Maybe it’s because the piece is life-writing. Not just life-writing, either. It’s a piece of family history where a course of events resulted in tragic consequences. Because there are no surviving family members who I can talk to, much of the writing is fictionalised around facts I know to be true. I confess to finding reading history as dull (not the history itself, just the books) as our weather has been for the past week. That’s probably it. I need to forget about the ‘life-writing’ aspect and just think about what would make a good yarn for the flashback.
Nothing back from the OU yet on my request to unlink A363 from my degree. Maybe I’m not the only student who has woken up to the fact that they won’t get endless chances at achieving a good Honours class now that transitional funding expires once sufficient credits have been earned for a degree to be awarded. OK, I know, I know… I’m only doing this for fun. But even so, I’d like to end up with a good class of degree at the end!
So, I’m off to try out that ‘good yarn’ idea…