This is just one of Historiann‘s interesting posts on women and academia. When I was in elementary school the Emeritus Professor’s long and intense work day included preparing manuscripts in longhand to be typed by the departmental secretary. My mother’s day included preparing social events for the Emeritus Professor’s department, and making diplomatic telephone calls … More The Triple Day
When I was a large child we would hear concerts at the Palace of Music. We would see people like Paco Ibañez sing, and we would make fun of them later the same night for being too serious. But we would only do this in private because we knew all too well that people could … More “The Truth Is Bitter, I Want To Spit It Out”
My friend and I discussed our problems with the Blackguard. I fear the Blackguard, if unchecked, can become our infernal wind. I do not want to feed that. Rather than discuss him further I am posting brief notes on the ideas we developed here. Problems we can solve as individuals: dealing with someone who wants … More Dat Blackguard
I must finish losing the “home identity” I acquired in Reeducation. With this identity I am abusable at home and at my home institution. This makes it really hard to concentrate in the places I spend most of my time because I am always looking over my shoulder for the next blow. I am loath … More An Anti-Fear Yoga. More Notes for That Anti-Procrastination Piece.
Are they willing to integrate themselves into all facets of American society? Do they share core American values? Why do they keep to themselves so much? Why do they insist so upon maintaining their own cultural traditions? * Jennifer adds some concerns about white men: Are they willing to put aside their emotions (especially sexual) … More Some Concerns About White People
I had a realization about how Reeducation worked and what it killed via a comments thread on a different post. I could write a coherent post about that if I had time, and the comment is really just a pre-note, the thoughts in it are not well worked out at all. For now I am … More On Transference
Now I might really be over Reeducation, which was that in part because it involved not only becoming a professor in the United States and coming to live in the East. Today there are Mexicans working next door. Their voices sound like home. I realize once again how unheimlich it still is to me never … More Voice Four
Despite all of my railings against the Twelve Stoners, despite my not wanting to visit their meetings because of the proselytizing that goes on, the self abuse one must witness in the name of God, and the temptation to consume nicotine with this heavily smoking crowd, I would be at such a meeting if there … More Beam Me Up
This new series of posts on voice is intended in part to work out some more ideas for my article on writing and “procrastination.” I believe one piece of that text has died on an editor’s desk, and my ideas have moved beyond what I sent out in any case. But if I get a … More Voice One
This post is being written in real time. There are posts coming up which actually predate it. Remember that this novel is modernist and follows no chronological order. I have declared independence at yet deeper levels and bringing more of myself out of the deep freeze where I have been keeping it, saved for later. … More Independence Day
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