A dry spell

[crearespero]

I have been in something of a dry spell with respect to any autobiographical writing lately. Once upon a time I recorded everything in my life obsessively, once upon a time when I feared Time, and Death even more so as an inevitable extension. Without the terror of that urgency, I often find that I do not after all have much that desperately begs explicit written expression. I would rather spend what time I do have for non-school writing on indirect expression through poetry and fiction, or on the writing of letters to particular individuals. Additionally, I find that a great lot of my explicit, concrete life-in-The-World (as if there were only one) comes out sounding rather dull when I put it into words, even when in reality (or in my mind) dullness is not at all the case.

I have for some four months now been toying with the idea of posting sketches. They are rather like poems, in a way. Unfortunately LJ is, as I have discovered, not the best place in the world for the posting of pictures. Still, I could at least experiment. It might serve the dual purpose of inspiring me to finish my drawings.

I will however post a short list of Awesome Things In My Life Lately --- things I would share with my absent friends were they here:

• Carmina Burana : not Carl Orff, but the collection of medieval poems. So gloriously clever, irreverent, snarky, beautiful, self-important, self-mocking, catchy, silly, sardonic, vulgar, profound, apocalyptic . . . together they describe and constitute a vibrant and intriguing world. One, indeed, that feels almost more real to me than the one I live in. Besides which LATIN IS SO FULL OF AWESOME.
• Dissertation: I may well be doing my dissertation on Medieval rainbows.*
• Potential PHD: in the works, hopefully. I very much approve (read: want to sell my soul to) the uniquely interdisciplinary approach to Medieval science taken here, and I do not think I will be quite ready to leave by the time I finish my dissertation.
• Shakespeare: WITHDRAWAL !!!! HTP, please come here now and live with me. We will act for our supper in the streets! 
• Viola: slow progress in reclaiming my fourth finger from the dark side.

*That is, I may produce a translation and commentary on Robert Grosseteste's treatise on rainbows, De iride. Rainbows + Latin + Medieval science + Grosseteste = WIN! I'll just have to see if my Latin is up to the task . . .