Two months
For some reason I have not posted since mid-August. Insane. The longer it goes the more I avoid posting. I think that's true of most things. Right now I'm sitting at my TA desk for office hours before I teach from 11-1. I'm on the fourth floor of the English building right next to a window that I can open. I can see over the top of the trees and the building across the way and out into Lake Michigan. I like being in here. Although supposedly when students come later in the year it will get noisy and unbearable. There are four different rooms off of a main lounge room and in each of these rather large rooms there are eight individual teacher-like metal desks. The ceiling is high and the windows look like church windows.
Today I will lead a discussion on The Wife of Bath and The House of Fame. It will be the first real class this year, as last time was just the first introductory class. I'm eager to see if the students will talk and what they will be like. I'm supposed to lead the class with the questions they posted last night, but as luck would have it the NU server is down this morning and I can't get to any of them. Wonderful. I keep checking to see if it's back up.
I'm excited about my course at U of C Divinity School on Melville and Theology. We're spending about 5 weeks on Moby Dick, which is awesome. It's definitely a different methodology that the student and teachers are using and its fun to be in a strange environment. Grossman's course at NU is on the discipline of American Studies and we've been talking about interdisciplinarity...then I go and experience all the things we talked about first hand. It's a nice convergence.
Other than this, I've had a nonstop week of meetings and talks and anything other than getting a chance to read. Next week will have to slow down and it will. I'm the Representative for Students in Coursework for our English Graduate Student Organization and it's driving me a little nuts. I'm not sure I'm cut out for this stuff, but I'm in it for the year no matter what.
I decided to pursue one of my old loves that has been tossed to the wayside in all the business of life and graduate school - theatre. I'm taking a theatre improvisation class at Piven Workshop in Evanston. It's exciting, I feel about 21 since that's the last time I did stuff like this. It was sort of weird to be suddenly bodily transported to an earlier moment in time like that just by being on "stage."
Back to preparing for class....
Today I will lead a discussion on The Wife of Bath and The House of Fame. It will be the first real class this year, as last time was just the first introductory class. I'm eager to see if the students will talk and what they will be like. I'm supposed to lead the class with the questions they posted last night, but as luck would have it the NU server is down this morning and I can't get to any of them. Wonderful. I keep checking to see if it's back up.
I'm excited about my course at U of C Divinity School on Melville and Theology. We're spending about 5 weeks on Moby Dick, which is awesome. It's definitely a different methodology that the student and teachers are using and its fun to be in a strange environment. Grossman's course at NU is on the discipline of American Studies and we've been talking about interdisciplinarity...then I go and experience all the things we talked about first hand. It's a nice convergence.
Other than this, I've had a nonstop week of meetings and talks and anything other than getting a chance to read. Next week will have to slow down and it will. I'm the Representative for Students in Coursework for our English Graduate Student Organization and it's driving me a little nuts. I'm not sure I'm cut out for this stuff, but I'm in it for the year no matter what.
I decided to pursue one of my old loves that has been tossed to the wayside in all the business of life and graduate school - theatre. I'm taking a theatre improvisation class at Piven Workshop in Evanston. It's exciting, I feel about 21 since that's the last time I did stuff like this. It was sort of weird to be suddenly bodily transported to an earlier moment in time like that just by being on "stage."
Back to preparing for class....