I thought I would have Handel's Hallelujah chorus soaring. I would write about 10 Hallelujah's and pretend as though you could hear them. I planned to throw glitter about--metaphorically-- so that there would be dazzle and rejoicing and hilarity.
instead, i feel rather anxious and dissatisfied, a bit like i did when i turned in the disasterous seminar paper last semester. i turned the thesis in today, but i'm not happy with it. i found myself sniffing and getting teary in a university computer lab today when i got an insensitive email. i wanted to come home and read over the thesis again. but instead i'm going to bed. i didn't do that last night. not even for 30 minutes. so the computer is going off, and the light is going off, and my body is going off.
i'm calling it a draft, even though i gave it to all my committee members. i suppose this is the beginning of the end. i wish that i could sing a little louder.
the day i defend, i'll post an entire oratorio.
And for a fitting end to a post about my thesis, here's a fantastic article on Helon Habila that my google alerts sent to me. If it had been yesterday, I would have put some of it into my thesis...