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Sep. 16th, 2005 02:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
felis_ultharusLittle to say, except that my new novel is proceeding well, though I'm unsure of my most recent passage. I wrote 4 pages and a bit yesterday.
At work -- that is, at the place where I don't work -- I've been given more responsibility and more hours. On Monday, I'm going to be conducting the whole exam, not just the one-on-one interviews. I've only done this once, and under supervision. This time, it means meeting with the rep, making sure everything is order, leading the aural comprehension part, giving the dictation, etc.
But I'm still not officially working there, in spite of the best efforts of my former co-workers to convince the highers-up that they need me doing my old job.
For school, I'm still reading Linda Hutcheon. She writes in plain English, she dilutes most of the real stupidities of postmodernism, she admits the contradictions and paradoxes. But she still has no idea what my critical tribe is really like (frequently insulting us), and there's still an emptiness at the heart of it all I can't agree with.
At least she's less painful than the others I've been reading, though. With people like Barthes, Bloom, Lecker, and others, the stupidity is palpable.
At work -- that is, at the place where I don't work -- I've been given more responsibility and more hours. On Monday, I'm going to be conducting the whole exam, not just the one-on-one interviews. I've only done this once, and under supervision. This time, it means meeting with the rep, making sure everything is order, leading the aural comprehension part, giving the dictation, etc.
But I'm still not officially working there, in spite of the best efforts of my former co-workers to convince the highers-up that they need me doing my old job.
For school, I'm still reading Linda Hutcheon. She writes in plain English, she dilutes most of the real stupidities of postmodernism, she admits the contradictions and paradoxes. But she still has no idea what my critical tribe is really like (frequently insulting us), and there's still an emptiness at the heart of it all I can't agree with.
At least she's less painful than the others I've been reading, though. With people like Barthes, Bloom, Lecker, and others, the stupidity is palpable.
