My thesis is still being retooled. That's a polite word for saying I'm hitting a quagmire in my revisions. I've realized just how much I've grown in my approach to fiction in the last few years. That's good, as long as in becoming more polished, I only refine my voice and my vision, rather than lose it in trying to sound like
everybody else. Not that I think that'll ever happen.
In this case, the growth in my style and voice means I've realized I want to write this from a different POV. I've tried line-by-line revisions and a few pages of that gives me a headache, so I may be headed towards doing freestyle rewrites with minimal reference to the old draft. I do know those characters very well,
so that shouldn't be a problem, and it will let me enjoy revising much more, I hope.
More practically, the weeks ahead are exceptionally busy in terms of campus activities, some of which I'm participating in, such as literary readings. It's a good thing I've been working on coursework so heavily early in the semester. There's only a few weeks left, after all, and then some more changes ahead as I complete another course this summer at home as I work on my thesis without the distraction of campus life, merely the vicissitudes of gardening.