No word yet on the result of TMA5. I’m hoping my poems (five sonnets, a villanelle and a pantoum) were considered worthy submissions, as this assignment accounts for a humungous 40% of the ongoing course marks. So, it can bring a run of good marks to its knees, or indeed cheer up a set of mediocre grades. I really need a good result here, if you get my drift.
The EMA (final assignment, and accounting for 50% of the overall module result) is going OK, but maybe life-writing wasn’t such a fabulous idea. I chose a tragic event from my wife’s paternal line, which shocked us when we discovered what had occurred. Although it can be fictionalised to a great extent, I’m feeling as though it’s cheating a bit to overly fantasise about what could have led up to the events some one hundred years ago. Mind you, there’s no other way of doing it since there are no surviving family members who can help, and this is a Creative Writing module, after all.
Maybe TMA6 will help me get the measure of how much to rely on evidence, and what can be made up. The idea is that the assignment presents 1000 words of the EMA, together with a commentary showing how the initial proposal has changed as a result of the tutor’s comments and advice after TMA4. Feedback on this section will be very valuable, so long as it comes in a timely manner. TMA6 is due in 5th April *gulp*, and the EMA on 17th May. So if it takes two weeks to come back, there’ll only be a month left to make what might turn out to be some major revisions.
I have, ashamedly, managed to arrange a few distractions preventing me from getting my head down and writing much this week. The front garden has been tidied much earlier in the year than is usual. Gallons of creosote (imitation, not the nasty stuff) has been bought to treat the fences. A nice man has been to estimate decorating the hall, stairs and landing, and I’ve fitted four guitar hangers on the study wall to hold my two electrics (one a bass), acoustic guitar and five-string banjo. The violin, mandolin and 12-string guitar will have to stay in the corner on the floor for now. What else? Oh, tonight we discovered that ‘something’ is leaking behind the tiles under the bathroom sink so tomorrow I’ll be taking off bits of false wall which were supposed to stay fixed for ever to see what the trouble is. Of course, we have no spare tiles to cover the evidence should I crack any. Which I’m sure to do.
And the final distraction? Why, writing this blog of course…