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Appy With Languages

Appy With Languages

My body decided that the first few days back in Cambridge would be a great time for me to get ill. Now, don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t have wanted to be ill in the holidays either, but if I were to choose when was an inconvenient time to be overwhelmingly dizzy with a cough and sore throat that kept me up all night, I wouldn’t have chosen now, right before term begins and when I’m desperately trying to get…

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A Mixed Start On 2018 Goals

A Mixed Start On 2018 Goals

One of the things I’d like to do more this year is focus on what I have achieved rather than what I haven’t. That’s proving a little tricky so far — I’m behind on work, for a start, so all I can think about is how I haven’t done any of the four essays I’m supposed to be doing, rather than concentrating on the fact that I’m ahead on my dissertation, even though the latter is probably a more positive…

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In The Glen: Miriam in Ireland, 2017

In The Glen: Miriam in Ireland, 2017

Despite my best intentions, I didn’t actually succeed in writing and scheduling posts to cover my trip to Ireland. I managed one — and that posted while I still had reliable WiFi, whereas now it’s in distinctly short supply. So, that didn’t quite work out as planned.  Due to the aforementioned lack of internet, this’ll be a short post, and I’ll have to give detailed updates at a later stage. I’m currently in Glencolumbkille, having made the seemingly interminable bus…

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Excitement & Fear: Miriam In Ireland, 2017

Excitement & Fear: Miriam In Ireland, 2017

This is the first in a series of posts I’ll write while in Ireland, which I’ve titled as ‘Miriam In Ireland, 2017’. Not an original series title, but at least you know what you’re in for. I’m not actually in Ireland yet, but the preparation stage is an important one in any holiday, so I thought I’d talk a bit about how that’s going and some of the things I’m looking forward to about the trip, as well as some…

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Back Online

Back Online

Cornwall turned out to have very little internet. It also lasted a day longer than I expected, due to a detour to visit family friends that my parents managed to forget to tell me about. I’m finally home, though, after a very long stationary tailback on the M25 that left us all sweltering (our car doesn’t have working air-con anymore), and reacquainting myself with the world of functioning WiFi. Pictures will follow, including the disappointing results of spending a really…

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The Student Experience (Doesn’t Involve Much Work)

The Student Experience (Doesn’t Involve Much Work)

I wouldn’t exactly say I’m coping with deadlines and balancing my life and so on at the moment. After Monday’s protest, I found myself on Tuesday morning writing a 2,000-word essay in the course of an hour, handing it in, and then going back to bed for a while so that I could have more energy to work on my dissertation before the deadline on Wednesday, when I needed to hand in a full first draft. What I handed in…

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Medievalist Miriam

Medievalist Miriam

And the internet said to Miriam, “Tell me the story of the Destruction of Da Derga’s Hostel in a way I’ve never heard it before.” And Miriam said, “Not difficult that, since you’ve never heard it at all. But is this the day for such a story?” The internet replied, “Yes.” “As in today?” The internet looked at Miriam and said, “It would be a poor poet who could not tell us the story of Da Derga’s Hostel.” “Yes, but…

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Nobody Knows: My Degree Is Unteaching Me

Nobody Knows: My Degree Is Unteaching Me

All pictures in this post are illustrations from the 1912 edition of T.W. Rolleston’s “Myths and Legends of the Celtic Race”. Hi. Not dead yet. First exam is Monday, it’s the only one I feel even vaguely prepared for and I’m still terrified. While I was revising Irish Lit earlier I decided to take a shortcut and, rather than reading the translation of the stories that I needed to look over, I thought I’d read the summaries in a wonderful…

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Speaking In Many Voices

Speaking In Many Voices

When I’m dictating my novels, which has been the case over the past few days because my hands decided to die completely for a while, I’m hyper-aware of things I might not notice when I’m typing. For a start, I’m suddenly very conscious of all the names I don’t know how to pronounce … and I sincerely regret making so many characters Irish. THE PRONUNCIATION MAKES NO SENSE. But it’s also quite helpful when I’m trying to gauge ‘voice’ and…

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