My Millay essay is slowly turning into one about her intersections with Eliot and the Modernist conception of "the moment." Considering how very little I know about Eliot, and how much less I know about Modernist perception of time, this is somewhat disturbing.
*eyes paper worriedly*
*eyes paper worriedly*
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Date: 2009-11-21 05:52 am (UTC)...Yeah, I've been telling myself that all day. It hasn't worked on me either. I hate this paper so much right now. I just sent the abstract to a friend and asked him please to talk me out of submitting it, because if it gets accepted I will sort of hate my life.
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Date: 2009-11-21 06:29 pm (UTC)...Yeah, I've been telling myself that all day. It hasn't worked on me either.
Why do we put ourselves through this? We could be corporate drones making actual money and not having paper crises every month.
(Also, I think my thread snapped somewhere in the middle of page three. I need duct tape. Sweet, sweet theoretical duct tape.)
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