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Friday, August 6, 2010
Images of Edinburgh
Beforehand I had an image of my tutor throwing my pages across the table at me and exclaiming that it was all rubbish and what did I think I was doing. Or in an alternative but equally daunting scenario sitting politely and nodding with a stiff smile plastered on her face as I desperately tried to say something intellegent and make her like me (which is what it's all about, of course, it's what everything is about).
There were many other nightmares playing out in my mind (which I won't bore you with just yet) but most of them ended with me curled into a ball sobbing quietly and retaining a persistent phobia of writing, reading and even of pens - those orchestrators of my downfall!
Of course, nothing like it eventuated and I had a lovely, productive discussion with my wonderfully supportive tutor who didn't once throw anything or nod politley.
I have two more tutorials before the end of the course, so she still has time...
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Deb you know what I will say. You are such a duffer! Of course your tutor will like your work - it's awesome! I do like the idea of you have a pen phobia though, imagine how much we would save on stationery!
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