Friday, April 28, 2006
As for my co-presenters....the one from my university - and in the literature side of the program - gave a fascinating talk about a selection of early modern woodcuts/rogue pamphlet images. Very Engaging.
The other presenter - well, he wasn't so great. In fact, I thought he didn't thoroughly understand the theory he was playing with and some of his gross generalizations were offensive. He set up what I think is a false dichotomy, equating religion/religious views with fundamentalism. Well, equate is probably the wrong word. What he did was set up this image of Jesus as someone who appreciates humor, and the way that can help us read parables. What bothered me was that he set up academics, on one side, as those who need to teach fundamentalists how to read scripture properly (i.e., how he reads it).
First of all, I hate it when people assume that all academics are located on one end of the political spectrum. I hate the propensity for GroupThink. And I see it here a lot. Well, actually I hear it a lot.
But aside all of that, he just didn't convince me with his theoretical approach. And the other member of our panel somewhat called him on it during the Q&A.
Overall, it went well. Sadly, though, my panel was scheduled at the same time as the main comp/rhet panel, so I couldn't see my people present! And that afternoon, I had to work at the library, so I couldn't go to the other comp/rhet affair either.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Nevertheless, the fact that it isn't finished - and knowing how much work still needs to be done - left me feeling a little shaky about how the site visit and evaluation of my work would go.
Thankfully, it went very well. And now I'm at that point where I feel so relieved that I don't feel like working on anything at all.
Of course, I still haven't heard about my dissertation proposal draft...
Monday, April 17, 2006
Then, I get home, and hear my sister on my voicemail, singing badly and laughing about how I must be out partying. If only that were true.
I've been working my ass off this past week trying to finish up my web page project for the library. I've put in a lot of time and work into this, and it probably is just fine, but I am really worried - no, obsessed- that it isn't good enough. I feel like I've been working really slow, and I hope that doesn't effect my evaluation very much. I'm not sure, though, because I don't have anything to base the time-issue on.
Haven't yet heard back about the dissertation proposal. This is probably the locus of my stress. No news is good news, right???
Monday, April 10, 2006
Today I turned in the first draft (and it was a very drafty draft) of my dissertation proposal. My advisor wants me to have a finished proposal and proposal defense by the end of the semester. That is very few weeks away. I'll admit it, I'm nervous. Probably more than I should be.
But it feels great to have a draft completed. I know that I have the theoretical approach down - well, at least I think I do - but my research questions aren't as well-formed as I would like. I think that my problem is that I want to rush full speed ahead without taking the time to get the beginning "right"
Sunday, April 09, 2006
Saturday, April 08, 2006
Back in March, I wrote this to a friend after being asked about the weather:
It is suppose to snow this evening, and we've had a high wind advisory all day. Of course, that is better than the Tornado advisories to the south of us. We do get the occasional tornado and funnel cloud around here. I can recall quite a few times growing up when we all headed to the basement because the sirens had sounded. I always wanted to stay outside and watch the storm. I love storms - the way the colour of the sky changes, the lightning, the wind, watching the rain change directions as the clouds rush through the sky. Right now, I can hear the wind pushing against the windows as my father's sets of wind chimes seem to rage outside, occasionally accompanied by thunder and lightning that make the ground beneath us shake. It is really amazing! If it weren't so cold right now, I would go outside to watch it.
I want that right now. Is that so wrong? My dad likes to watch the rain - that's probably where I get it from. He will sit on the porch and watch, or he will open the garage door and sit in a folding lawn chair near that place where the ground ceases to be dry. He takes a glass of iced tea and sits there, watching,sometimes until the storm stops. I use to love sitting there with my dad, silent, listening to the rain and the wind, watching the lightning and waiting for the thunder.
Friday, April 07, 2006
That's probably the issue.
But I always think that I will have time to get to them. Grad school really screws up my reading time. Obviously, I read a lot, but I don't have as much reading freedom. My mind doesn't get to jump from genre to genre, or from topic to topic, like it used to.
Times like these make me wish I had a regular office job again. Especially since I've never felt as if I needed school/university to have a life of the mind. I wasn't even the good student type - ever!
Sunday, April 02, 2006
But I am impatient to put these ideas into action.