Two and a half weeks left of term and life is continuing in much the same fashion. I’m at the kitchen table, determined to draft an essay before I am due at a lecture at five. The reading for this week was considerable and saw me at the library from open to close for the … More Starting to sound familiar…?

At this very moment it is 3:25… in the morning. Perhaps not unusual for a student, but for someone who is usually nodding by half past midnight, this is pretty late. I am working on an essay about music in the postcolonial world. It seems pretty inventive right now, which feels like a good thing, … More Oxford: where pens come to die, theater comes to live, and students don’t sleep

It is 9:00 on a Thursday morning of an even week. That means… an essay is due! I was taking a bit of a gamble by leaving it so last minute (the computer could have stopped working or some other horrible, unforeseen circumstance) BUT the email with attached essay was sent out with a time … More Last minute