Submitted the final project for my screenwriting MA this afternoon online, before driving two hard copies into Edinburgh and presenting them to the administrators at Screen Academy Scotland. Apparently mine was the second effort submitted, so good luck to the 23 people still to hand in. One last task remains, writing and submitting of self-reflexive essay of 1500-2000 words about the evolution of my project. Got a fortnight to deliver, but it's not the work of a lifetime.
Delivering a big project is always something of an anti-climax. There was no heavenly choir, no great ceremony, nobody applauds your effort. Sign here, put it there, away you go with the rest of your life. Used to feel the same back when I first started getting my novels published. Would print out my mighty tome, and get a black cab across London to hand it over. The book I'd sweated blood on would get stuck on a pile of things waiting to be read. End of story.
These days I don't even get the luxury of a cab ride to my publisher. Now you simply attach the file to an email and press send. So driving into Edinburgh made handing over my final project in hard copy a little bit like the good old days. As per my usual ritual at the end of a big project, I'll crack open a bottle of bubbly tonight and toast reaching the finishing line. May as well enjoy the moment.