Another job completed

I have finished a job, and have that satisfied feeling that comes with completing something. In this case, it is a job I'm doing for friendship more than money. I have been copy editor and critical reader of the dissertation of a friend and colleague. A mentor I look to as a fellow artist, fearless in a way I want to be.

She wanted to get a PhD. Without doubt, they are useful letters. I am quite certain that given the right subject, I'd have no trouble writing one. Editing her work was inspiring in many ways. We have some similarity of background, but her interests diverge from mine just enough to keep us out of each others' way, professionally. I have a love of theory and the finer points of academic discourse are a game I know how to play. My barriers have to do with the hoops. I just don't suffer bureaucracy gladly, and after completing two Masters' degrees successfully, don't see why I should.

Still, I'm in admiration of her tenacity and courage. I'm encouraging her to go for post-doc publishing of her work. She has interesting things to say. Getting those letters will pay off for her.

Now, the question is, how long will it take me to write a 10-page paper?