It’s midnight. I’ve called my mom and three friends, checked everyone’s blogs, started to catch up on my emails, eaten dinner and two post dinner snacks. As soon as I post this, I fear I can no longer put off revising my paper that is due tomorrow.
I have enough words already, I just need to change them a little. A friend has suggested that I say things like: “Female agency during the Victorian era was mediated through the absence or presence of a dominant male figure”—this instead of “Being a Victorian woman sucked because you never got to do anything you wanted to without involving some man.”
It could be a long night.