Whilst I’ve done very little work on my MA, I have been writing consistently, which is nice. It does mean that I have some catching up to do though, and after a poor mark on my major project treatment I need to go back to the drawing board.
My story at the minute spans years and many locations, which would be fine if it wasn’t a play. But it is. So I’ve taken on some advice and now the whole thing takes place in one room over the course of a day. Sounds great and I am looking forward to getting on with it, but it’s all in Welsh and I’ve recently come to the conclusion that I must have made up that I can speak it all, because everything I write sounds like the ramblings of a drunk toddler.
Suppose I better get my head down. I’ll post some sample text as soon as I’ve made some headway.