I’ve finished the first term of my second MA year. It’s been a reading term and once again my horizons have been broadened both as reader and writer with an eclectic mix of contemporary fiction and an excellent tutor. Next is an essay, which I am looking forward to writing (I loved the two books I’m focusing on) but am also slightly apprehensive about; I hope it’s up to scratch. It’s been such an intense period of prescribed novel-reading over the past three months it is rather liberating to be once again choosing something from my own ‘to read’ pile of books. However, I will miss the reading lists from my course, novels that have shown me ways of writing I might not have otherwise discovered. All the while my novel has been on my mind and with the added inspiration I am already looking forward to shaping my own prose alongside my cohorts during next term’s workshops.