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capri0mniEnglish Major, that is.
I'm still "Gah!"ing over Andrew Davies' comments about the True Meaning of Jane Austen[TM] last Sunday, and I've got the urge to write an essay to answer him, with several quotes and references to back up each of my points. And I'm realizing that I really miss that aspect of being in college. I always liked writing those critical essays: comparing and contrasting different characters within a single work, or different authors' approaches to the same idea, or the same author at different points in his or her life. I always thought it was fun. It was hard work, and I had to pull a few all-nighters in my scholarly career, and there was more than a little panic at times. I always found the process itself satisfying -- the closest thing I can come to actually sitting down and interviewing someone who lived centuries ago, and reporting that interview to others.
*sigh*
I could probably make a morally dubious living writing essays for those cheater websites.
Oh, and another thing I'm still "Gah"ing over from last Sunday:
Rebecca Eaton, producer of Masterpiece, was asked what fans of Sex and the City would "get" out of this series of Jane Austen adaptations. Her answer: "The clothes." She said that all the hats were like the shoes on Sex and the City.
*Headdesk*
Really? Nothing about the strong friendships between all the women, or their wit, or the fact that each character in all of these stories is a unique individual?
Just their clothes?
*Headdesk redux*
Surely, modern women can't quite be that shallow. ...But then again, Sex and the City fandom is a subset of women that I don't know very well.
...And there are still people in the world who say feminism is obsolete.
GAH!
I'm still "Gah!"ing over Andrew Davies' comments about the True Meaning of Jane Austen[TM] last Sunday, and I've got the urge to write an essay to answer him, with several quotes and references to back up each of my points. And I'm realizing that I really miss that aspect of being in college. I always liked writing those critical essays: comparing and contrasting different characters within a single work, or different authors' approaches to the same idea, or the same author at different points in his or her life. I always thought it was fun. It was hard work, and I had to pull a few all-nighters in my scholarly career, and there was more than a little panic at times. I always found the process itself satisfying -- the closest thing I can come to actually sitting down and interviewing someone who lived centuries ago, and reporting that interview to others.
*sigh*
I could probably make a morally dubious living writing essays for those cheater websites.
Oh, and another thing I'm still "Gah"ing over from last Sunday:
Rebecca Eaton, producer of Masterpiece, was asked what fans of Sex and the City would "get" out of this series of Jane Austen adaptations. Her answer: "The clothes." She said that all the hats were like the shoes on Sex and the City.
*Headdesk*
Really? Nothing about the strong friendships between all the women, or their wit, or the fact that each character in all of these stories is a unique individual?
Just their clothes?
*Headdesk redux*
Surely, modern women can't quite be that shallow. ...But then again, Sex and the City fandom is a subset of women that I don't know very well.
...And there are still people in the world who say feminism is obsolete.
GAH!
