10,000 words? Piece of piss!
I post more than that on here, in a day!
I did a 5,000 worder in 48 hours once. Straight through, no sleep. Right near the end of my BA course. It was either that, or fail a module and have to resit it in September, or worse, the following May. Meaning I woon’t graduate possibly for over another year.
it was quite possibly one of the most tortuous periods of time I have ever endured. There were tears. There were tantrums. There was blind panic, despair and outright manic hysteria. At times, I questioned whether I would survive the ordeal. I smoked loads of dope, just to keep my brain from going onto crazy whirlwind mode. I’d look blankly at the pad, and just weep, at the sheer scale of the task in front of me. More than once, I considered chucking it all in.
Got the bastard thing done, though. And got 77% for it! 😀
And there was a last minute scare, when the dozy college computer re-arranged some of the final paragraphs into the wrong order. I ended up in the secretaries’ office, virtually in tears, while one of the incredibly kind ladies sorted it all out for me.
Now, I hear you ask, surely you mustuv collapsed with relief and exhaustion?
Nah, went down the Union bar with me mates, and drank until the early hours!
Ah, student life. Heady, fun-filled days…