"it always seems impossible until it's done."

i could just about hear the sigh of relief that continuously floated around the room like a mexican wave when my year 12 english studies class finally handed up our supporting studies at 1.30pm today. abby came around, holding out her hands and it felt sooo good to hand it up... i've always enjoyed handing up assignments, but the hell we've been through with this particular one just made it even better. when we looked at our slaughtered draft and comprehended how much work we still had to put into the assignment, that little flicker of hope just seemed to diminish immediately and the quote title of this blog was totally relevant to all of us. it actually did seem impossible because there was still so much more to go, even when we thought we had finished. it seems the author's ideas and intentions are just never ending and there is never enough to write about when it comes to writing out a supporting study. it seems you can only get it down if you ARE the author, friends with the author or have some kind of pyschic connection with the author. i did not achieve any of these with neither f. scott fitzgerald or jane austen.

if i had these babies on my desk though, i might have been okay.




i will never fully understand the mind of jane austen. ever.