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Had a good walk with my fiance and dog the other day and talked for an hour about where I am in my career (the obvious to joke to make here is, "Of what condition do you and your fiance suffer that it takes an hour to say the word, 'Nowhere'?"). I sent a long, mopey email last night to my old thesis mentor, who's been truly incredible to me, begging for whatever help he can give that he thinks my project's worthy of (I'm doubting at this point he wants to read my manuscript for what would be the 6th time, and I'm thinking I'm gonna start getting diminished returns even if he does).
So it just kinda feels good to talk things out. I'm just gonna do a full read-through of my manuscript, get it as good as I can get it on my own, and kinda operate on the assumption that someone somewhere will be able to offer me some sort of support.
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