Written by VictoriaMarch 8, 2020March 8, 2020

in which I compare confusion to a 1980s game show, the Wizard of Oz, and hermit crabs

(I realized, upon rereading and reflection, that this is a companion post to an earlier entry, “In Which I Don’t Understand What I’m Reading, At All, And the Footnote Is Useless.” This was certainly planned and has nothing at all to do with my terrible memory and tendency to repeat stories like some cliché cartoon […]

Written by VictoriaJune 24, 2018June 24, 2018

in which Count Fosco shouldn’t count, or, grieving in graduate school

My mom died unexpectedly in 2006, when I was in graduate school. I’d just finished up my second year as a PhD student at Rice, and I’d submitted my seminar papers: one on Rochester and syphilis and another on deferral and serialization in Wilkie Collins’s The Woman in White. I was a TA for a section of […]

Failing Loudly

galumphing through a career in academia

Category: emotional life in academia

in which I compare confusion to a 1980s game show, the Wizard of Oz, and hermit crabs

in which Count Fosco shouldn’t count, or, grieving in graduate school