Life is strange
Hmm. A week ago I was an unemployed dog handler writing a novel.
Now I am an unemployed-but-working-on-it grad student writing a novel.
I went to my first class last night, supposedly 6-9 and really more like 6-9:15. Oy. But cool all the same. It's a bibliography-and-research class, so we are to pick a work that has enough stuff written about it to be interesting and not enough that everything has already been said. Then we are to write three different papers about it and meld them afterward.
Goal: a 30-50 page paper that could, hypothetically, be published. The professor says he allows no more than ten errors per the shorter papers. Someday I will have to tell him why that made me giggle.
Anyway, I spent this morning looking up a fellow named John Stagg. Blessings upon Google Books -- I don't have to travel to far colleges or buy the book myself for $100-450. There it is, all nicely scanned from NYPL. (Jan, have you anything to say about this fellow? He seems like someone you would know about.)
Tonight is Victorian Literature, same professor. We'll be reading a fair amount of worker autobiographies from the period, apparently the hot new thing.
Now I am an unemployed-but-working-on-it grad student writing a novel.
I went to my first class last night, supposedly 6-9 and really more like 6-9:15. Oy. But cool all the same. It's a bibliography-and-research class, so we are to pick a work that has enough stuff written about it to be interesting and not enough that everything has already been said. Then we are to write three different papers about it and meld them afterward.
Goal: a 30-50 page paper that could, hypothetically, be published. The professor says he allows no more than ten errors per the shorter papers. Someday I will have to tell him why that made me giggle.
Anyway, I spent this morning looking up a fellow named John Stagg. Blessings upon Google Books -- I don't have to travel to far colleges or buy the book myself for $100-450. There it is, all nicely scanned from NYPL. (Jan, have you anything to say about this fellow? He seems like someone you would know about.)
Tonight is Victorian Literature, same professor. We'll be reading a fair amount of worker autobiographies from the period, apparently the hot new thing.