Hi. Remember me?
I have dreadlocks now... since summer... though... it rather looks like a birds nest... or a tarantula with 26 legs.
9 weeks until deadline to hand in my master thesis. And I haven't written a single word yet. I was too busy reading and analyzing shit. Am I terrified? Not yet.
I'm not planning to lose my mind though. I spend much time with creative writing in several different courses in order to keep my mental health And hope to publish some texts here and there. We'll see.
I have a new Job as an editor/corrector on a fat book project. It's just a tiny student job, but I hope it counts as a reference for later.
I had a lot of bad luck lately. And every time when I said "Man, everything is finally going according to plan again" it got even worse. That's why I won't say that everything is good right now, even though it is.
I found the best club of nerds and writers in my hometown. We meet once a week and write together, which makes me very optimistic about finally finishing some of my literature projects in the near future (the future AFTER my master thesis).
This is the thrid try to write a journal entry since early december. It always got deleted ot vanished for other reasons.
I hope you all had a wonderful christmas time! And a late happy new year to all of you I whish each of you much of bliss, health and patience... you can never have enough of those three