I got back alright. Finally finished all my papers at 5 on Friday and Laura rode me downtown at 8. Bus was late and lay down by my luggage and fell asleep at one point and spent the majority of the bus ride sleeping--not helping the fact that none of this had been sinking in. It really came home to me, though, when I got home and saw the leaves on ( Read more... )

I am brain-dead... This week was the Writer's Festival at my school, which I covered for the QC--I went to every event, got to meet and talk with Robert Olen Butler (who was brilliant, of course). I'm not sure I have enough coherence (after writing the article, especially) to talk about it... Instead, you get a poem inspired by one of the speakers:

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Mentally, that is. I basically scampered, trying to edit the film in between classes, 'cause I thought it was due at 6. I panicked, almost cried, ended up not being able to splice in Genesis's scene or making a personal copy of it... and then I find out, I could've taken my time and turned it in tomorrow. Well, as me and my Lesbian Husband keep ( Read more... )

So, I feel embarassed: it took
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Can I just say how relieved I am to have finally gotten this out? I think I was just stressing out too much about it being perfect, because I know for a fact no one has ever written an academic essay on Garth Nix, at least, not to this extent. I'm very proud, no matter how rough it is, and hope to continue to write about his work. (That is, it's ( Read more... )

"...what is a recurring theme in his [Garth Nix's] work-namely, the constant tension between naïveté and experiential knowledge, as seen through the psychological development of his characters, as they are forced to sacrifice their personal desires for the overall good of the society."

If you've read Sabriel or its sequels, Lirael and Abhorsen, you ( Read more... )

Lots of stuff going on the past few days... but I'm waiting for it all to pan out before I spill the beans.

Actually, I've spent most of the last two days labouring over this translation; my Italian is come-ci come-ca at best (only got to il passato prossimo), so I did this using both the excellent Word-Reference dictionary site and an archaic ( Read more... )

Give me my sweater-vest,
put on my pocket-protector;
I have academic longings in me:
now no more the balm of Procrastinata's
solumny shall stem these fingers!

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I have found my match in Geiger, who has read everything under the sun, I swear. I have an intense lust to just *read*, like, EVERYTHING. But, of course, I don't really have time to totally ( Read more... )

Okay,

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FINALLY got all my mail today, only 'cause I demanded it, including the glorious package containing
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