No more biscuits

Unfortunately not; all gone; eaten; only crumbs left in the biscuit tin. I'm also practising my use of the semi-colon, and other punctuation marks, so excuse any terrible mistakes: I'm experimenting having re-read Lynne Truss's famous book this week. My emotions seem to be swinging wildly up and down at the moment: one day I'm feeling positive and happy, feeling that at last I've found my path in life and I'm going to be a published writer; the next, it's all despair and hopelessness, and doubt in myself to make it work. All I can do is keep going and keep writing. My head feels kind of fuzzy too; not enough sleep for the last week. Partly to do with keeping deadlines, which has meant writing till past midnight, it has also been to do with the usual worry about all the things I need to do which I haven't done yet. Today was going to be a day for striking some things off the list, and I haven't managed to yet. I will keep this brief for now, and come back later.
To Leigh who has been kind enough to comment on my blog and my writing, thank you so much for your words, and I'm sorry I've not kept up as much with your blog, I am reading your posts and catching up now.
I think it's the nearing the end of term feeling - there's a finishing post in sight: portfolios will be in soon, and then we on the course can all draw breath. Until then the pace has picked up and I feel in danger of being left behind. At least I know that I've not missed a deadline yet, and I don't intend to either. I work best if I have a brief and deadline, and I am clear on what I have to do. If I'm not sure I panic, and then get behind. It takes a while to get to know your working practice - I think I'm understanding mine more.