Thursday, April 28, 2011

Oh, the wall had it coming.

Grading the same assignment 70 times over is tedious, tedious, tedious. It isn't their fault that everything sounds the same after the first essay, but all I feel is like channeling Benedict Cumberbatch's Sherlock and taking it out on my wall:

Curse my short attention span.

I should make this about writing, but… well, all I've got is that months and months of self-training to critique everything written is the exact opposite training that is useful for having to get through dashed-off undergrad essays as a grader. So, critique partners: I love you. Thanks for being alright. And not ever making me bored.

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