Happy new year!

I can’t tell you how thrilled I am to see the back of 2011. Really — I can’t. It was a year full of professional milestones, and I had a wonderful time teaching my first classes at Wooster this fall and getting to know the town and college, but it was harder on the personal…

passing

It’s been a weird fall and winter. Lots of exciting things occurred, not all of which will be written about here. The book deal you know about, and the dissertation prospectus exam. The biggest thing in my life for the last few years, though, has been my father’s illness. He was diagnosed with non-Hodgkins lymphoma…

Sometimes, you have to cat-blog.

Saki Originally uploaded by Katharine B. Une nouvelle chatte chez nous! She is delightfully funny and weird and precious. Before us, she lived in a house where she hid a lot, and she’s, er, enjoying her freedom; it’s kind of like living with a tiny Rosencrantz, who’s always discovering some law of physics by sheer…

Holding places

Another semester, another long stretch of blog silence. I haven’t got much to say or much time to say it in; this year is one of those strange larval periods, I guess, for my academic work and my writing and my family life. Editors are reading a novel I wrote, I’m starting to write a…

Temptation

Not long before I began my new HRC job, I discovered (thanks to my father’s internet sleuthing) that the HRC held a query letter from my grandmother to the Alfred A. Knopf publishing company. She wrote to them in the mid-1950s to ask if they’d want to publish a novel based on her life —…

The fallow blog

I had good intentions this summer, I swear. I was going write regularly here and talk in some depth about the memoir project, maybe about my academic work. Instead I wrote three-plus chapters of the memoir and rewrote one conference paper into an article-length piece; I thought about my dissertation project; I read seven hundred…

Things I quite like

A brief list. The CHOP chemo regimen, which has put my father’s cancer in remission, at least temporarily. Paprika — T. and I saw it twice when we were in Portland. Strawberry freezer jam with chevre on a toasted English muffin. GoodReads: still addictive. Pigma Micron pens by Sakura, to which T. introduced me last…