I'm in the home straight of my second year with just two essays to finish this week. The first essay is a critical commentary of my own work, I wrote a short play about a mental woman being visited my apparitions of her dead family. That essay should be easy to write, I'll just throw in a few references to Harold Pinter because I know my lecturer thinks Pinter is the wasp's tits.
The second essay, however, is a 2,500 word behemoth about Nietzsche and how he felt about tragedy. Even though my module is about Shakespeare I have taken the brave move of talking about Euripides and Sophocles because I know there will be more books about these two chaps left in the library than any on Bill Shakespeare. I have a feeling this essay will be made up with quotes, huge chunks of quotey goodness.
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