UGH. I'm sorry for posting about something a couple pages back but I cannot with this child any more! This is my first post- I've lurked for a long time- and the way Ruby lives in a fantasy world just infuriates me.
I'm starting a PhD in English Literature in October after leaving my teaching job to go back to Uni and pursue a Masters. It's HARD and I haven't got any funding because there IS no real funding in Arts & Humanities any more- out of the whole of the North West consortium (where I applied), three applicants were successful. Three. Out of hundreds. And I can guarantee, these were not three students who would seemingly dismiss expert academic advice and input OR be so ridiculous as to plan the dissertation she seems to be planning? MY UG dissertation was hell, I was really mentally ill throughout it and I went through three supervisors (first one was apparently a 'place holder' anyway, second one left the department, third one didn't really know anything about my topic but tried their best). On top of all the other Third Year work she'll be doing, to think she'll have the time or even be able to go see archives is beyond a joke.
Apologies for the rant. I just needed to explode ahaha.