H: "The voice is working, but the novel so far shies away from intimacy."
S: "So I need more...intimacy?"
H: "Exactly."
S: "Does that mean that I should write a scene where they have sex?"
H: "Not exactly."
S: "But sex would fix the intimacy problem, wouldn't it?"
H: "Well, that's one way to fix it."
S: "They're both from incredibly repressed backgrounds; if they have sex they'd probably die from guilt."
H: "Still. Intimacy."
S: "Right. I'll think about it."
~Later that day, while meeting with the other degree candidates~
A: "What are you doing tonight?"
S: "Drinking whisky and writing sex for Henry."
A: "...That sounds wrong on so many levels."
Big secret: Everyone's already had the Big Serious Earth-shattering conversations, and I'm probably not going to revolutionize the novel through my supervision discussions. But they certainly make me do things I wouldn't do otherwise.
In other news, my critical supervisor suddenly adores the three thesis chapters I've given her, and I submit for my upgrade in a few weeks. So, yay return of sanity, however fleetingly you may grace me with your divine presence!
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