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29 December 2009 @ 12:27 am
so far, so good  
One of the Christmas presents I asked for--since my mother still has me make a list every year--was the complete DVD set of Slings & Arrows. With really no cajoling at all, I got my mother to watch the first season with me (her verdict, delivered to someone else on the phone: "really rather cute"). We had an interesting conversation afterwards, in which I discovered that my mother has apparently been telling me for years that she doesn't understand Shakespeare because she has been defining "understand" as "being able to parse every single word in a diagrammatic way." How did I not know this, before? Still, it is useful information for my continued quest to get my mother to appreciate Shakespeare.

The other pleasant discovery here is that I have spent practically no time at all watching Geoffrey Tennant and thinking of Benton Fraser, which I was worried about. But Geoffrey is just so Geoffrey at all times that there's not much room for anyone else to creep in around the edges.

The unpleasant discovery is the same one that happens every time I've watched S&A so far: that I need things outside of grad school to remind me that I actually love Shakespeare. This continues to seem wrong. Not that grad school should be a pleasure cruise, but the fact that I can lose sight, so easily, of the thing that's supposed to be driving me is perhaps more worrisome than any of the other things about grad school that make me worry on a regular basis. Perhaps it's a sign of my unsuitedness to the whole enterprise.
 
 
 
Valancy: LibraryMargaretvalancy_s on December 29th, 2009 07:05 pm (UTC)
Glad you were reminded of your love for Shakespeare! Sometimes I have to remind myself of my love for reading, period - it can get to seem so much like a chore. Yet it's odd... I've been retooling my Statement of Purpose for a few last applications and realized that, even though a love for our subject material is supposed to be the motivation of our chosen career, every time I write something that indicates affection for particular authors/books I feel fangirlish and unprofessional, and cut it out. That doesn't seem right, does it?
tempestsarekind: books and flowerstempestsarekind on December 29th, 2009 07:37 pm (UTC)
every time I write something that indicates affection for particular authors/books I feel fangirlish and unprofessional

I know what you mean; I have the same problem quite often. Maybe that's why I'm having such difficulty with the dissertation: I think (or thought) that I could write a chapter about what I think is special about any one of the comedies I love, and that particular thing is something that I think has been overlooked in the criticism of those plays. But that isn't "sophisticated" enough or doesn't have enough of a methodology or enough broad claims, and trying to write from that perspective just freezes my brain entirely.