Holy verbose blog Batman!

It’s that time of year when all of the third years you know are off to start their adult lives, searching for jobs, crying over masters or PGCE places, stating last minute graduation dares…

It’s all resulted in a big mixture of of emotions, as volatile as Perry and sugar turned out to be, and I’m going to miss them all. So here’s a small space to say heartfelt commiserations to my dear friend who lost out on the PGCE this year, and a massive, squeaing, congratulations to my equally dear friend who got a job at Pixar!

That said, all this moving on does make you think about you’re options. As aware as I am that I still have another year of safe, cosy degree left to complete, it seems an appropriate time to have a peek out into the big bad world at the options. My findings are this; there are no options, the real world is scary, I want to be in full time education forever, and it’s incredibly appealing to blame the Tories even though they didn’t start this spiral into graduate hell.

However, there is hope! People are getting jobs this year, I have another year to wait which may see some recovery and you, lucky prospective (or perhaps by now even definite) students have a whole 3 years before you have to enter the fray! We can all drink a toast to that I think.

This all came to mind because I have found another job which I could do and not hate, considering that the government has a recruitment freeze, large swathes of the publishing industry ditto, and games are a hard business to get into to begin with… But what about cartoons? I love cartoons, who doesn’t?

And where else do you get to write things like this:

“Have a face full of Science, you great lummox!”

Worth every word to lead up to that in a way that fits my job description. Chow!

Take a breather, or not

This is supposed to be a quiet month with no assignments due in… But I have filled the time!

A proper argument is starting to form from the primordial ooze of my dissy notes, slowly but surely.

There are many interesting books to read for the rest of the semester, including some fabulous stories of the supernatural and some modern crime books (that to be honest are a bit out of my field, but hopefully live up to the excitement they’re causing with those more familiar with the authors). And how could I forget the 18th Century novels, Austen anyone?

In less academic news, my lovely partner in noise-pollution and myself will be bringing you classic rock and punk tonight at our usual time (8-10) and tomorrow, as a rare treat, we will be relaxing with a brew to the softer side of rock in the breakfast slot 12-2pm! Do you feel spoilt yet? You should. If you have any requests, or would like to join in with tonight’s feature of bands that used to be great but turned rubbish, give Chezzer and Chazzer a shout out on the L:39 radio Facebook page!

As an end note, if you have any questions about English Lit here at Edge Hill drop me a tweet or a comment and I’ll get back to you asap.

Now get back to your books! No, seriously…

Buzzkill…

Tonight (or this morning) I am far from impressed. So I have decided to bring you an early morning quick tip… If there’s something happening in a society that you belong to that you don’t like, make your voice heard and change it! It doesn’t matter whether or not you have a title, if you’re part of a society then you have the right to a say in how it operates.

Democracy ftw. (For the win, less interweb fluent readers)

Also, I haveĀ  a presentation in 6 hours. Eep.

Madness, madness!

So it’s been a hectic few weeks back, hence the lack of blog… But things are definitely looking up since this semester it’s an end to the Gender Studies modules and off to pastures new with Writing the Supernatural and Crime Fiction. One two many comments about Benedict Cumberbatch and Robert Downey Jr for a Literature group cropped up during a discussion on Sherlock Holmes but at least no one has mentioned the frankly horrifying new set of books by the truely awful writer Anthony Horowitz.

In other exciting news, my dissertation ideas have been forced into four distinct themes with the help of one of our wonderful part-time tutors here at Edge Hill, and my personal tutor has returned from sabbatical so they have been passed over to him for inspection! He has been missed, if you do chose to continue your education at Edge Hill then you will quickly realise that the Head of First Year is also the darling of the department and the light of his students lives. And he’s been gone for a whole semester, how did we ever survive?

In less happy news, my picture for this is shocking and it looks like there’s a hole in my fringe because of the light. Not impressed.

Ramble ramble… Oh look a train!

It’s travel back to uni day! This is an even more joyous day than travel home from uni day, if for a different reason… Travel home from uni day is wonderful because you don’t have to worry about buying food with your increasingly stretched budget, travel back to uni day is wonderful because by now you’re getting withdrawal symptoms from whichever crazy fellow student you spend the most time with!

If I don’t hear someone singing the comical songs from youtube soon I might go even madder… Still, here are some pretties to ward of the longing for dysfunctional uni life:

What’s that pretties? You herald the coming of something even more exciting than Crime Fiction and Writing the Supernatural modules? Well then, I guess I should keep an eye out for the release date of Guild Wars 2 in order to plan a week free of uni work, to honour of it’s arrival!

Yes, there are games coming out next year that I’m so excited for I’m talking to the artwork. Maybe being back at Edge Hill will help refocus my brain! Speaking of which…

I need to go pack, until next time chipmunks!

Boxing Day Blues?

The panic is over! Christmas is done, Father Christmas’s guts are much diminished (if that sounds like a step too far take a look at my last post and all will become clear), and everyone has returned to their normal stations around the house.

But what does an English Lit student get for Christmas? The complete Sherlock Holmes of course! Because Benedict Cumberbatch graces our screens once more in the new year and personally I can’t wait…

Oh, also Batman, always Batman. Because everyone loves Batman (or he beats you up).

‘Til next time folks, most likely different bat-time but same bat-place!

How on earth did that happen?

It’s the time of year for finishing off the last few assignments before escaping to gorge yourself on Christmas goodies, so I thought I’d share my work plan!

Step 1: Read the assignment, normally a few days after the last one was finished.

Step 2: Spend a few days considering the question, and decide whether or not it is interesting. If it is interesting, begin research, if it isn’t, ignore it until…

Step 3: It’s the night before the deadline, so it’s time to write! But not right away, first comes a few hours of procrastination, mostly consisting of youtube and taste of awesome.

Step 4: At around 4-7am it’s time to write, so the essay gets hammered out in a few hours. This goes a lot easier if the question was interesting and I’ve been reading for a few weeks, but it never takes more than a 5 hours to finish an essay from this point even if it’s the single dullest question in existence.

Step 5: Run home, shower, run back, hand in the essay, and get some much needed rest!

And this is what will happened last Friday and will happen next Friday, except there will be no much needed rest because I have another radio show 8-10pm next Friday… So tune in and join in the fun that results from a night of working hard instead of sleeping!

Travel to play

Ohhhh my it has been a while since I last posted!

The reason for this is simple; life is hectic and mad! Two more assignments before Christmas to get done, but they’ve been nice and spread them out one a week so very much do-able.

Hope anyone who listened in to our Punk/Rock Mixer on L:39 Radio enjoyed it, and actually because of the radio this blog is actually being typed up to Cotton Eyed Joe which is pretty Epic.

This weekend I was off in the lovely city of Cardiff indulging in nerdy behaviour of the most dire kind… Which was really fun and definitely a needed break from panicked reading and writing. I had a snake that could speak and read books while we all discussed what to do next, I wish he was real so he could do my assignments. Clever snake.

But seriously, I am quite clear about the distinction between fantasy and reality… I mean, thinking that I really was a Tiefling Sorcerer would be crazy.

 

Assignment! Cast Fireball!