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It's been all reading memes, to-do lists, and whining around here, hasn't it? Well, that's going to continue! I'm here to tell you about my current reading, and to pay a visit to my to-do-as-much-as-I-can-in-the-rest-of-August list, now a sticky post here.
That said, it's not all reading and whining. I spent an enjoyable afternoon yesterday at the beach with Morgayne NOT reading Dominique Barthélemy on changes and continuities in eleventh-century documents in the Vendômois, and I'm also gently shepherding forward our plans to go to Vancouver next week. I've successfully arranged our visit with the Vancouver grandparents, as well as successfully ruled out the possibility of taking Grandpapa's car so that I could do some of the driving, and Morgayne wouldn't have to do all the driving.
Necessary background on that: both my parents' vehicles have standard transmissions, but I learned to drive on an automatic and have yet to master driving a standard. Morgayne, however, has standard-driving superpowers. Grandpapa's car is an automatic; moreover, he is no longer allowed to have a drivers' license so he can't drive it. He keeps it so that we can use it and so that various other people can drive him around in it. He's becoming increasingly insistent that he needs it most of the time and less flexible on the we can use it. Our conversation yesterday, when I called him to ask about the possibility of taking the car to Vancouver went like this:
Me: I have a proposition to make about your car. Morgayne and I are going to Vancouver next week...
Him: Not in my car, you're not.
END OF DISCUSSION. I think it makes me terrible that I'm kind of pissed off at my ninety-two year old grandfather, but he needs his car so that people (WHO HAVE THEIR OWN CARS) can drive him to his appointments next week in it. I was really hoping that I'd be able to do a lot of the driving on this trip, dammit! Because apparently I'm kind of into driving right now, actually. On which note, I have serious intentions of buying a car next summer, but that doesn't help me now.
NOT TO MENTION that I was so mad by the abrupt end of that discussion (I even offered to let him have the maternal car for the week so people could drive him around in it!!) that I forgot to ask whether I could use the car later this week/this weekend because I have to go to Kelowna to return and renew some library books. Total fail on all fronts! I'm going to have to call him again.
But I digress. The good news is, trip to Vancouver! And at least the maternal car has both air conditioning and the ability to interface with an iPod (which is good as long as it doesn't translate into five hours of K-pop like it did last summer). Plus, taking my mom's car means we can leave when we want, which probably means epic brunch in Kelowna!
~
On the subject of work, well, see my master to-do list. At the moment I'm trying to decide if it's worth attempting to identify place-names in the ninth-century charters of the Cartulary of Redon without having access to a good atlas of Breton place-names, or if I should wait to do that until I'm back in Boston. Since that's fairly important to the chapter I'm starting to work on, it's a serious question. I'm contemplating whether it might not be better to work around it and try to knock off some other things for the rest of the time I'm home... or wait, no, actually, that sounds like an excellent plan. It's not like I don't have enough to keep me busy - even busily working on other parts of the chapter. I must say, however, that I'm surprised there aren't dozens of historical works comparing Saint-Sauveur de Redon's ninth-century and eleventh-century property networks out there already. Admittedly, it has probably been done in the intro to the facsimile edition of the Cartulaire de Redon (another reason to wait on it until I get back to Boston, at which point I will once again sign the facsimile out for the duration of my PhD), but seriously. I suspect it's because there are two historiographical traditions working against it - one being that Carolingianists work on Carolingian history and eleventh-century historians work on eleventh-century history and never the twain shall meet, especially in France; and the other being that a number of historians totally dismiss the eleventh-century stuff in the cartulary as having no historical value because there are a number of forgeries involved (looking at you, Noël-Yves Tonnerre).
Anyway, hundreds of words later, now for what I really came here to post: the Wednesday reading meme!
Steven Vanderputten and Brigitte Meijns (eds.), Ecclesia in medio nationis: Reflections on the study of monasticism in the central middle ages (Leuven, 2010).
(That last article I had left to read this time last week turned out to be super-awesome and it's now all over my plans for this chapter. ILU, pratiques de l'écrit!!)
Barbara H. Rosenwein (ed.), Anger's Past: The Social Uses of and Emotion in the Middle Ages (Ithaca, 1998).
Various other articles on the history of emotions. I need to email former roommate J and let her know I was reading articles citing people that she used to rant to me about! Also, history of emotions: SO META. SO UNSATISFYING. And I am TRAGICALLY UNINTERESTED in the history of anger.
Epic quantities of Sherlock fic. Still searching for the perfect Sherlock and Mycroft story so I don't have to write it myself.
Dominique Barthélemy, La société dans le comté de Vendôme de l'an mil au XIVe siècle (Paris, 1993).
(Mostly the part on transformations in documentary styles, which is the first 100 or so pages out of 1007. Strangely, no one among the everyone and their dog who has cited this book indicated that it was a compendium of bullet-points.)
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, A Study in Scarlet (Project Gutenberg <3).
(Because having watched Sherlock and being just over halfway into the first season of Elementary, I've been seized by an intense desire to compare how each of them adapts the source material. As I said to Morgayne yesterday while we were lying on the beach discussing this, my nerdiness is well-proven at this time.)
William M. Reddy, The Navigation of Feeling: A Framework for the History of Emotions.
Likely, selections from Benoit-Michel Tock, Scribes, souscripteurs et témoins dans les actes privés en France (VIIe-début XIIe siècle) (Turnhout, 2005).
Elisabeth Van Houts, Memory and Gender in Medieval Europe, 900-1200 (Toronto, 1999).
(For the chapter on women, clothing, and memory, and general perusing to see if she discusses memory in terms of emotions/history of emotions.)
More articles on the history of emotions, including probably rereading some of the ones I've already read because it's probably better to get a general sense of what I'm looking at and how it's relevant before I start taking notes, otherwise I'll end up with copious and time-consuming notes that won't be relevant to what I'm thinking, as experience has repeatedly demonstrated.
Also, my copy of Kristen B. Neuschel, Word of Honor: Interpreting Noble Culture in Sixteenth-Century France (Ithaca, 1989), finally arrived!! Considering the relative speeds with which my book orders from the UK and the US have arrived this summer, I can only assume that Word of Honor, as the book I ordered from the US, travelled by pony express.
This entry was originally posted at http://monksandbones.dreamwidth.org/723383.html. Talk to me here or there, whichever you prefer.
That said, it's not all reading and whining. I spent an enjoyable afternoon yesterday at the beach with Morgayne NOT reading Dominique Barthélemy on changes and continuities in eleventh-century documents in the Vendômois, and I'm also gently shepherding forward our plans to go to Vancouver next week. I've successfully arranged our visit with the Vancouver grandparents, as well as successfully ruled out the possibility of taking Grandpapa's car so that I could do some of the driving, and Morgayne wouldn't have to do all the driving.
Necessary background on that: both my parents' vehicles have standard transmissions, but I learned to drive on an automatic and have yet to master driving a standard. Morgayne, however, has standard-driving superpowers. Grandpapa's car is an automatic; moreover, he is no longer allowed to have a drivers' license so he can't drive it. He keeps it so that we can use it and so that various other people can drive him around in it. He's becoming increasingly insistent that he needs it most of the time and less flexible on the we can use it. Our conversation yesterday, when I called him to ask about the possibility of taking the car to Vancouver went like this:
Me: I have a proposition to make about your car. Morgayne and I are going to Vancouver next week...
Him: Not in my car, you're not.
END OF DISCUSSION. I think it makes me terrible that I'm kind of pissed off at my ninety-two year old grandfather, but he needs his car so that people (WHO HAVE THEIR OWN CARS) can drive him to his appointments next week in it. I was really hoping that I'd be able to do a lot of the driving on this trip, dammit! Because apparently I'm kind of into driving right now, actually. On which note, I have serious intentions of buying a car next summer, but that doesn't help me now.
NOT TO MENTION that I was so mad by the abrupt end of that discussion (I even offered to let him have the maternal car for the week so people could drive him around in it!!) that I forgot to ask whether I could use the car later this week/this weekend because I have to go to Kelowna to return and renew some library books. Total fail on all fronts! I'm going to have to call him again.
But I digress. The good news is, trip to Vancouver! And at least the maternal car has both air conditioning and the ability to interface with an iPod (which is good as long as it doesn't translate into five hours of K-pop like it did last summer). Plus, taking my mom's car means we can leave when we want, which probably means epic brunch in Kelowna!
~
On the subject of work, well, see my master to-do list. At the moment I'm trying to decide if it's worth attempting to identify place-names in the ninth-century charters of the Cartulary of Redon without having access to a good atlas of Breton place-names, or if I should wait to do that until I'm back in Boston. Since that's fairly important to the chapter I'm starting to work on, it's a serious question. I'm contemplating whether it might not be better to work around it and try to knock off some other things for the rest of the time I'm home... or wait, no, actually, that sounds like an excellent plan. It's not like I don't have enough to keep me busy - even busily working on other parts of the chapter. I must say, however, that I'm surprised there aren't dozens of historical works comparing Saint-Sauveur de Redon's ninth-century and eleventh-century property networks out there already. Admittedly, it has probably been done in the intro to the facsimile edition of the Cartulaire de Redon (another reason to wait on it until I get back to Boston, at which point I will once again sign the facsimile out for the duration of my PhD), but seriously. I suspect it's because there are two historiographical traditions working against it - one being that Carolingianists work on Carolingian history and eleventh-century historians work on eleventh-century history and never the twain shall meet, especially in France; and the other being that a number of historians totally dismiss the eleventh-century stuff in the cartulary as having no historical value because there are a number of forgeries involved (looking at you, Noël-Yves Tonnerre).
Anyway, hundreds of words later, now for what I really came here to post: the Wednesday reading meme!
Steven Vanderputten and Brigitte Meijns (eds.), Ecclesia in medio nationis: Reflections on the study of monasticism in the central middle ages (Leuven, 2010).
(That last article I had left to read this time last week turned out to be super-awesome and it's now all over my plans for this chapter. ILU, pratiques de l'écrit!!)
Barbara H. Rosenwein (ed.), Anger's Past: The Social Uses of and Emotion in the Middle Ages (Ithaca, 1998).
Various other articles on the history of emotions. I need to email former roommate J and let her know I was reading articles citing people that she used to rant to me about! Also, history of emotions: SO META. SO UNSATISFYING. And I am TRAGICALLY UNINTERESTED in the history of anger.
Epic quantities of Sherlock fic. Still searching for the perfect Sherlock and Mycroft story so I don't have to write it myself.
Dominique Barthélemy, La société dans le comté de Vendôme de l'an mil au XIVe siècle (Paris, 1993).
(Mostly the part on transformations in documentary styles, which is the first 100 or so pages out of 1007. Strangely, no one among the everyone and their dog who has cited this book indicated that it was a compendium of bullet-points.)
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, A Study in Scarlet (Project Gutenberg <3).
(Because having watched Sherlock and being just over halfway into the first season of Elementary, I've been seized by an intense desire to compare how each of them adapts the source material. As I said to Morgayne yesterday while we were lying on the beach discussing this, my nerdiness is well-proven at this time.)
William M. Reddy, The Navigation of Feeling: A Framework for the History of Emotions.
Likely, selections from Benoit-Michel Tock, Scribes, souscripteurs et témoins dans les actes privés en France (VIIe-début XIIe siècle) (Turnhout, 2005).
Elisabeth Van Houts, Memory and Gender in Medieval Europe, 900-1200 (Toronto, 1999).
(For the chapter on women, clothing, and memory, and general perusing to see if she discusses memory in terms of emotions/history of emotions.)
More articles on the history of emotions, including probably rereading some of the ones I've already read because it's probably better to get a general sense of what I'm looking at and how it's relevant before I start taking notes, otherwise I'll end up with copious and time-consuming notes that won't be relevant to what I'm thinking, as experience has repeatedly demonstrated.
Also, my copy of Kristen B. Neuschel, Word of Honor: Interpreting Noble Culture in Sixteenth-Century France (Ithaca, 1989), finally arrived!! Considering the relative speeds with which my book orders from the UK and the US have arrived this summer, I can only assume that Word of Honor, as the book I ordered from the US, travelled by pony express.
This entry was originally posted at http://monksandbones.dreamwidth.org/723383.html. Talk to me here or there, whichever you prefer.