End of the Bleak

Hurrah! I have finished Bleak House! And honestly, it wasn’t as bad as I thought in the end. Of course, I sort of crammed the last seven pages because Liliana was screaming full throttle while I was trying to read them, but I refused to give up. Constant Diligence!

I spent the better part of today transposing my notes from the novel (including my character list) and referencing page numbers I had jotted down while reading (so I would know in class what about that page caught my attention). The rest was spent polishing my handouts and notes for the novel genre presentation I have to give Saturday morning on the Gothic genre. I think it is descent and hopefully will be informative without sinking into the dreaded dragon of Boredom (that’s a Bleak House reference, for those not in the Dickens know).

I have also been pushing through what seems like an endless stream of Arthurian lit websites and texts piecing together my prospectus bibliography. It’s funny looking at what I’ve got thus far, because the inspiration has come from so many places. There is something incredibly strange about seeing Stephen King listed with T.H. White, but such is my inspiration.

I must sheepishly admit that I have not touched the actual thesis text in about a month. I made it into chapter two and got side tracked with everything else going on. Sigh.

Since I finished everything for this weekend ahead of schedule, perhaps I can delve more into the prospectus and thesis tomorrow. That or catch up on three weeks of untouched Entertainment Weekly that I haven’t had time to read. Hmmm...

PS. I am humbly proud of my calling Alan Arkin’s Oscar win, as well as The Departed. I did watch Babel before the ceremony and still like The Departed much better. And Martin Scorsese rocks—cried at his speech and how truly touched he seemed. YAY!!!!!