I finished my semester. I don’t know how and I’m honestly still in a bit of shock over the whole thing. The last 6 weeks were some of the most stressful days of my life. Between finishing my Godforsaken thesis and then having to create a presentation that was engaging, simple and 12 minutes long with the intent of presenting it to the entire department + guests… I can’t even. Needless to say, I did it. I finished my thesis on Harry Potter its polarized reception in the Evangelical Christian community. I presented it and did not blank out or forget my information or cry or throw up. [I hate presenting in a formal capacity]
And now I’m done and I literally don’t know what to do with myself. I decided to push throw and existential, emotional crisis or two I unknowingly had waiting on the back-burner. Those are the best, aren’t they? Just patiently waiting for when you’re finally able to take 5 deep breaths, then popping up like prairie dogs as if to say “Oh, there you are! I’ve been waiting for you! What? No, of course you can’t avoid this any longer, silly!” And there you have it.
So I’m scheduling time to write everyday. Read everyday. Journal everyday. And just be in the quiet, which is something I never really bother to do.
I have a few things on the back burner that I want to write about, a few essays, open letters and stupid funny things as well as some serious inquisitive things. So stick around, check back soon, and as always–I promise I’m going to write here more often.
P.S. If you’re interested in seeing my thesis, just ask! I may post it in increments & installments down the road, but if you’re out there dying to read it, I’d be more than happy to share.