Showing posts with label onion skin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label onion skin. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
All not so quiet as it may appear.
Just a quick update for my legions of dedicated followers ;). Though all may appear quiet with the lack of blog posts, there is a maelstrom of activity building up on my laptop. The focus is on research and the delay is caused by two conflicting fronts. The desire to read more and more and the fear of putting my thoughts into an essay/assignment. For some unknown reason, posting to a blog or writing a comment comes so naturally to me, but when it comes to writing an assignment I am caught up in the academics of the exercise. The fear of writing it wrong and using the wrong format is palpable for me. Does it make sense? I think not. Is it rational? Hardly. Will I get over it and finish this dastardly deed? Stay tuned to find out........
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
holy .....ummmm..... I mean merry ....
Here is the truth: I have been participating in this course at uni. Open University via Curtin to be precise. And. Well. I've also been travelling. Travelling in two senses of the word.
I have driven from Adelaide to Brisbane. I am writing this in Brisbane at my folks house where I grew up. So back to the uni part. I have been participating in online discussions, reading blogs and doing tasks. The same stuff as anyone reading this probably has. I have also been catching up with family, cycling around Western Plains Zoo, reading blogs, stressing about concepts (you who know what I mean, KNOW WHAT I MEAN) And that brings me to the other journey.
I have been travelling along on the blogadrine trail. Blogadrine is the hit you get from receiving comments. Participating in conversation and making choices. I don't think it's a word but I am coining it now if it is not. Blogadrine, it's addictive. You write a post, you wait for the comment, you comment back. The cycle can be unerring. I am certain I am not the first one to say that it is an ego kick. Having work published the minute you write it and read instantly and feedback received is awesome.
But here is the reality kick. I gotta write a heap of stuff about concepts. OK that aint so bad, What scares me is the academic stuff. I gotta write like stuff with quotes and stuff? And an anotiamated bibliomographamy. Crap. the onion is peeling away now. The skin is being shed and the core will soon be revealed. Please you experienced academia types, come with me and help me with my assignment!!!!
I have driven from Adelaide to Brisbane. I am writing this in Brisbane at my folks house where I grew up. So back to the uni part. I have been participating in online discussions, reading blogs and doing tasks. The same stuff as anyone reading this probably has. I have also been catching up with family, cycling around Western Plains Zoo, reading blogs, stressing about concepts (you who know what I mean, KNOW WHAT I MEAN) And that brings me to the other journey.
I have been travelling along on the blogadrine trail. Blogadrine is the hit you get from receiving comments. Participating in conversation and making choices. I don't think it's a word but I am coining it now if it is not. Blogadrine, it's addictive. You write a post, you wait for the comment, you comment back. The cycle can be unerring. I am certain I am not the first one to say that it is an ego kick. Having work published the minute you write it and read instantly and feedback received is awesome.
But here is the reality kick. I gotta write a heap of stuff about concepts. OK that aint so bad, What scares me is the academic stuff. I gotta write like stuff with quotes and stuff? And an anotiamated bibliomographamy. Crap. the onion is peeling away now. The skin is being shed and the core will soon be revealed. Please you experienced academia types, come with me and help me with my assignment!!!!
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