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Last week was the really big one-off Bibliography conference that I went to to hang with Todd and my diss chair. (I did submit proposals for a paper and for membership in a working group and got ~denied). In addition to a bunch of interesting papers, the conversations in between sessions and at the receptions centered around, on the one hand, a lot of self-congratulation (look at us! acknowledging that there is a world beyond Europe!) and anxiety; a telling moment was at a luncheon on social justice I went to where one person asked "Who here feels like they belong?" and only like three people in a room of 30something did. Also at said social justice luncheon, we spent an hour avoiding words like "race" and "queer" and so on, even though it was directly in response to Charlottesville because that's where the organization was located. (Admittedly I said them in the context of promoting my project, but there was no engagement with that. So, I tried.)

I knew I didn't feel like I belong; I'm not now nor have ever been someone from the Ivies, much of my scholarship has been devoted to popular culture, etc. (I'm so tempted to add "I'm not a self-absorbed prat" but that seems mean since it doesn't apply to a number of people, even if it does to a bunch of others.) To my surprise I asked Todd if he felt he did, and he said no as well; he's a white dude, maybe he didn't go to Ivies but he def went to the tiers after that, he's very focused on traditional print history. 

I'm still trying to process, but I would argue that acknowledging gaps, erasures, and so on do not remedy them. There's still work to be done. But will it, and will it be within the established context of the powerful hierarchies involved?
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For a final teaching demo this am I used a copy of Jane and the Master (a retelling of Jane Eyre with highly sadomasochistic erotic....everything). I explained the appropriation and transmission of texts over time, the use of pastiche, etc etc. Then Iconcluded saying that ideally I'd like to teach the book with a 70s K/S zine.

My teacher the Jesuit priest was deeply entertained. The rest of the class was completely bemused cos they had all gone for the older, respectable stuff. Yep. Must be Friday.
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Todd: So is your teacher still your intellectual Chris Pine?

Me: Well, yeah, but today wasn't quite as fun as yesterday. We didn't have as many exercises and I wasn't really able to follow as well.

Todd: So that means that now he's your intellectual James McAvoy?

Me: ...Mebbe. *thinks* Yeah, that kinda works.

Todd (looking a little smug): So that means that if the class continues to deteriorate, by the end of the week he'll be, what, your intellectual Chris Hemsworth?

Me (thinking, then appalled): ... Shut up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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1) My RBS instructor is like the intellectual equivilant of Chris Pine to my brain. I love him and this is the bestest class ever. I am taking so many notes and went to get a new notebook to be on the safe side.

2) So tonight at dinner Todd got me to try oysters.



Not the worst or weirdest thing I've ever consumed, but not the tastiest either.

On the plus side, we're gonna go see Thor Friday night. *is smug*

Anyhow, I need to finish some reading. Whee!
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Got my acceptance to Rare Book School for one of the summer sessions; really excited about taking Teaching the History of the Book with Michael Suarez. Then I remembered the Advanced Reading List and spent about fifteen minutes requesting my required texts, a bunch of my highly recommended texts, and some of the texts from the "for the overachiever" list.

Anyhow, just told Todd, who hasn't even turned his app IN. *grump!* Note to self: Bug him until he's turned it in!
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So school starts tomorrow. Scott teaches his class on Tuesdays and Thursdays and I teach mine on Wednesdays. so far I have eight students, all girls. My math friends were calculating the odds of this thing gleefully.

Did some shopping this weekend as well as cleaning. We now have some Japanese accent pillows for our futon and our house almost looks grown-up now. I also bought our tickets for the Browncoat Ball which I am exceedingly excited about. We're opting to attend the special activities in tai chi and filk music.

Also finally turned in the scholarship application to next year's Rare Book School in the hopes I could take a course on codicology* or similar.

Got some recent emails from people I knew in high school. I guess people feel nostalgic this time of year? Anyhow, one was yet another from my former best friend who periodically emails/stalks me. Delete. Another from a guy who expressed astonishment that I'm faculty at a nationally recognized university. Not quite sure how to react to that. (Uh, yeah, so I'm smarter than I was always given credit for? Thanks?)

Anyhow. Stay tuned.
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*That there's fancy talk for studying medieval manuscripts. ;) It may also be a favorite new word.
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We got in at 2am today. Then I went to work at 9. That was fun: grande mochas make the world better.

So it's insane how awesome Californai is. Utterly gorgeous. Beautiful climate. Real cities. Yeah.

I went to City Lights Bookstore and bought a tshirt and an obligatory of Howl. Well another one anyway, reproduced to look like the original pamphlet. It's cute.

We also went to a random "Antique Paper Show" which was really postcards, photos, and miscellaneous posters and scraps and stuff. Random but entertaining.

Am applying for a scholarship to Rare Book School next year. Fingers crossed.
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Today I Saw:

-Thomas Jefferson's Notes on Virginia with his handwritten corrections.
-His architecture plans for the Rotunda at UVA.
-The first edition of Leaves of Grass.
-The first edition of Howl.
-The first account of the Lande of Virginiae that describes the loss of this colony called Roanoke.
-The mockup for Huckleberry Finn in which an angry illustrator had inserted lewd images.
-Pornagraphic Japanese teacups.

Go figure.

At RBS

Jul. 22nd, 2008 08:15 am
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The first day was 3/4 my first year of grad school and 1/4 book history workshop. I entertained myself writing haiku:

Special collections.
Too many bloggers.
Not enough books here.


Which is all true.

Three of my classmates are blogging about this experience. Gratuitous links to

The Lone Arranger.
The Special Collections Librarian.
RBS Sojourn.

I hope they are infinitely more educational than what I do.
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Safe and sound. I'm in the Lawn which was designed by Thomas Jefferson--the room has a fireplace, a wooden rollertop writing desk, and is in general so dang eighteenth century. Oh and it has a rocker that you can put out on the porch to rock in.

Once I got settled in I went in search of food. I opted for an organic sandwich and tea place for a belated lunch because you would never see such a thing in Bryan. I had what purported to be a berry smoothie but tasted pervadingly of wheat germ. So it goes.

Afterwards found an EXCELLENT used bookshop. I behaved (mostly). For $14 I got two MZB paperbacks, a 1916 Sara Crewe (y'know, Fred Burkle's favorite book), and a copy of the Rubaiyat which matches a volume of Indian love lyrics I bought lo many moons ago.

Am writing in Alderman Library which is gorgeous, but also about to close. Stay tuned!!!

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