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Just had a conversation with my mum...

Have been trying to pull together my writing and my transcripts from my previous degrees an what not... Couldn't find the transcript from my Masters - I know I have it here somewhere, REALLY thought I'd put it somewhere safe, but it's not with any of my other stuff... Also, had a squizz at some of my old - and I mean YE OLDE pieces of fiction, OH BOY, I don't even want to go there... Ok, the writing itself isn't too bad, and I can say I was actually pretty impressed with the dialogue in my pieces - I can see why I was always complimented on my ability to reproduce believeable dialogue... But, SHEESH! Talk about romantic, moralistic, idealistic and NAIVE!!! Truly cringe-worthy at times!

So, was lamenting to mum as I haven't exactly focused on fiction writing in the past, um, 10 years... And this is when she tells me her associate had come up with a "plan" for me, specifically for me, that is... Because I don't have a very current fiction based folio, and yet they believe I'm probably very capable of doing the Masters (hey, I believe I am), mum's associate has suggested I actually sign up for the Post Grad. Certificate in Creative Writing - this is an 8 unit certificate. The Masters is 16 units, 8 of which are course work, and 8 of which are the major project or thesis. He sasy he can exempt me of 4 of the units in the Post Grad. Cert. and then credit the other four units to my Masters. So, essentially, I do 4 units in the Post Grad. Cert. The assignments of which become my folio for the Masters. Then I transfer to the Masters, and am given 4 units worth of exemption in lieu of previous degrees in Writing. Then I do my major project.

If I did this full time, I'd do the four units in the Post Grad. Cert. this coming Semester, then transfer in the new year and do my Thesis or major project next year! So, by the end of 2008 I could have my Masters complete!!!

This will be quite an undertaking, especially as mum broke the news this morning that the major project MUST be work of fiction. So, I'm going to have to writing a novel, eek, as opposed to the book I had started outlining in my head which was more in the discussion/self help genre...

But still, WOW! How helpful is that???

Gosh, I'm thinking I should be more nervous than I am, instead, I'm excited and raring to go, and positive I can handle four units next semester and trawl through to the Masters in 08!

Comments

casso said…
Sounds like the universe is listening to someone. ;o) Congratulations, awesome news!
Leah said…
paulo coelho watch out ;) how exciting :)
Kate said…
Wow wow that is exciting!!!

If you ever need a proofreader you know where I am :D

Leaps and bounds babe! Excellent!!
Sif said…
ROFL, ok, dumbass question... Who is Paulo Coelho???

My brain has been flooding with story line ideas... Can I just say though, any similarities of name or circumstance are purely coincidental!!!
Stitch Sista said…
Oooh how very exciting! Fiction writing scares me! I've done the same as you and read over old stuff that made me simultaneously think "not bad" while cringing lol.

Anyway best of luck...can't wait to see what you come up with!
Juniper said…
Fantastic news Sif! You are a legend!

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