Rose Scholarina invites you behind the curtain (the apron?! the cape!) of academic womanhood. Rose hails from the ivoried tower of Everywhere College Town, USA. She’s opted for this more masked approach to engage in frank and (hopefully) enlightening asynchronous chit-chats with other women across the academy and beyond. Thus, she will infuse her […]
Yesterday I started the Insanity workout. Strange, right? For one, I’m not that athletic. I like my yoga, I like my jogging, and I don’t like being in pain. Constantly. I felt like I needed a change. There’s not a whole lot of sun here—it’s not known as “foggy England” for nothing—and I’m having quite […]
I ran out of creative titles this week. My brain hurts from too much school work, so this is going to be short, sweet, to the point. As I sorted through the piles of books I checked out of the library for research for my Henry James class, I came across a piece of paper […]
There are far too many books to read, papers to write, and presentations to compile this week as the UEA semester heads into crunch time. So, here’s a quick breakfast idea that I’ve been trying which gives me a lot of energy and protein to start my day sitting through those brutal three hour seminars. […]
One of the most pretentious classes I will be able to add to my list of Things I Think Make Me Pretentious But Actually Just Make Me A College Student is taking a Ulysses seminar while studying at UEA. This book is, to put it mildly, a massive work requiring extensive footnotes reading and at […]
My Cajun roots demand that, today of all days, I acknowledge the beautiful, gift-to-humanity, let-the-good-times-roll-and-all-that-jazz insanity that is Mardi Gras festivities in Louisiana. There. It’s out of my system. On that note, this past summer I spent roughly two months living in New Orleans, Louisiana, working in the promotions department of a publishing company based […]
I made the decision to become a vegetarian when I was fifteen. It had a lot to do with dissecting a fetal pig, and breaking its jaw, but I’m sure you don’t want to hear about that. What’s followed has been a hard-fought battle of trying to maintain a steady diet that includes the necessary […]
The other night I was drifting off to sleep, contemplating the impending doom of a feminist criticism presentation, and dreading the horrible nature of a seminar leader who possesses the altogether undesirable quality of forcing an individual to speak for ten minutes in a country where everyone thinks said individual sounds like some sort of […]
Jackie, from England, from the turmoil of the immediate culture shock to the desultory sensation of general terror that comes with confronting university in a foreign land. Not to mention what it does to one’s creative life. It has been a doubt-infused time, ladies and gents. Part One: How I Foolishly Got on a Plane […]
Well, hmph. The recent kerfluffle over Elizabeth Wurtzel’s “Elizabeth Wurtzel Confronts Her One Night Stand of a Life” in New York Magazine, and the constellation of links and reactions and conclusions reacting to it–is confusing. And as bloggers, and people who read and comment on blogs, where do we enter the confessionalism conversation? Are we made of the stuff, […]
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