If you know that movie reference, it’s from the wedding scene in the Princess Bride, most famous for the priest who says, “Maw-wage, maw-wage is wot bwings us togeder tooday” (see below to enjoy the hilarity). In suffering through the writing of the (very, very) Very Rough Draft, I kept thinking how nice it would be to skip to the end, or at least skip to the point.
But then I sort of got there. I typed, “This project will,” and stayed there for quite a long time. And I thought of that scene in the movie. Then I made this weird connection: the prospectus is a commitment (a quite vague one, currently). One of the things Advisor has told me in regard to the prospectus is that it is a declaration of intent. The only other place I’ve seen those three words strung together is on a wedding program.
As I have “completed” (please note the usage of ironic quotes here) the exceptionally rough and vague Very Rough Draft (that is also a solid page and a half shorter than I think Advisor intended, I’m again faced with the reality that I’m usually a pretty succinct writer), I realize that lots of folks languish here in this academic space. And I very much understand why. Nevertheless, completing the prospectus is a step, and a sort of contract with Advisor, my committee and myself, acknowledging that I intend to carry this thing out to the “comma PhD” end.
Yikes. It appears that in this post I used the metaphor of a wedding to describe me and my prospectus. If this were a tweet, I would most certainly use the following hashtag: #notsurehowIfeelaboutthat