I hate that shift from writing a short story to writing an essay. My brain just gets so caught up in the story, and an essay is so different I just can’t do both at once, so the essay is forced to wait. I think part of the problem this time is that I didn’t (and still don’t) believe my story was finished, and I have been mentally editing it for the last two days even though it’s been handed in and I can’t change anything now. Today I need to make my brain let go of the story so I can get onto an eassy about Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s poetry, because it’s due on Monday.
But first, some lunch and a cup of tea. Then I will try think technical.