…Sometimes, I forget that I used to be pursuing a career path that would have led me to a Professorship somewhere. I forget that I used to crawl through pages and pages of books and think academic thoughts about them and about the other people who write about them. I forget that I’m actually pretty damn good at such things, because it’s been a while since these things have been my primary focus.
So, it’s cool when, Sunday morning, I received an email from a Professor who is putting together an annotated bibliography of Marguerite Duras criticism, and they want to include a short-synopsis of my article: “Life and Text as Spectacle: Sacrificial Repetitions in Duras’s The North China Lover” Literature/Film Quarterly 32, no. 4, 2004, pp. 279-87.
Maybe I should republish all my articles on this blog. Maybe I should start self-publishing new ones… from outside the academic machine.
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