I’m very excited to share that through an absurd twist of luck & fate, I’ll be returning to the UK very soon — this time to Magdalene College, Cambridge, as the Armstrong T. S. Eliot Research Fellow.
(Below: me after I got the call)
In January, after over 50 years under lock and key, T. S. Eliot’s 1,131 letters to Emily Hale were made available to the public. I wrote about those letters — and the 17 years of rapture, frustration, heartbreak, and poetry they document— for
@NewYorker
.
It's been a rough year, but I'm grateful to have something wonderful on the horizon: for the next 2 years, from October 1, I'll be the Joanna Randal-MacIver Junior Research Fellow at St Hilda's College, Oxford.
Honored to have my little essay on all the drama in Woolf’s Freshwater win the BAMS
@modernistudies
Essay Prize—can’t wait to share it with you all in Modernist Cultures soon!
We're delighted to say that the winner of the BAMS Essay Prize for 2022 is Michelle Alexis Taylor (
@scriblerian
) for her essay "Outside Joke: Virginia Woolf’s Freshwater and Coterie Insularity". We'll look forward to reading the essay in Modernist Cultures soon!
As
@alexcowan2
noted (he's locked), this is every full-time early-career academic position: junior research fellows, departmental lecturers, even (I think) some permanent jobs. This will have a devastating effect on international knowledge exchange and intellectual networks.
🚨 BREAKING: Rishi Sunak will increase the salary threshold so that EVERY migrant has to earn over £38k before coming to Britain in a major plan to slash migration
He will also announce new limits on them bringing family
[
@JackElsom
]
For Emily Dickinson's birthday today, a fortuitous piece of paratext from the Franklin edition, answering a fragment's call to ballad stanza —I love this little collaborative poem
feeling very sentimental after achieving the thing I have been working to achieve for seven years, and remembering that "to make an end is to make a beginning" — so much love and gratitude to everyone who came to help me begin
It's here! My article on Virginia Woolf's Freshwater as a coterie parlor theatrical (and critique of coterie insularity) was published today in Modernist Cultures!
this is just to say that among T. S. Eliot's letters to Emily Hale there IS a photo of TSE in a bathing suit & swimming cap, clutching a large inflatable animal (species unclear) & I VERY MUCH HOPE that
@johnhaffenden
will see fit to include it in the book - perhaps as the cover?
In a little over a month, Orlando & I will be moving to Atlanta to spend the academic year
@FoxCenterEmory
, where I’ll be a postdoctoral fellow (alongside my friend
@cspaide
—incomprehensibly good luck!) I hope to meet my Atlanta mutuals before too long & welcome any Atlanta recs!
A bittersweet full circle moment: today I taught my last section at Harvard, for a course on Virginia Woolf. Eight years ago, almost to the day, I had my last class as an undergraduate at Yale. It was on Virginia Woolf.
In my end is my beginning, etc.
My AP US history teacher died today. In class he lectured us from memory, from Roanoke to Reagan, picking up each day where he left off. I never needed my textbook: I sat the exam on the basis of my 100s of pages of notes, peppered with his quips, filled with his wit & warmth.
For
@PoetryFound
, I wrote about the extraordinary life, mind, and work of Kathleen Tankersley Young, an American modernist poet who sustained herself — and effaced herself — with her poetry. My review of her collected works, from
@sublunaryeds
@EmpyreanSeries
:
"For nearly 90 years, her poetry was virtually unread, tucked away in little magazines and fragile pamphlets ... THE COLLECTED WORKS provides a record of her experimentation." —
@scriblerian
on the lost Modernist poet Kathleen Tankersley Young
Met with my thesis student today for the last time this semester — we’ve been preparing for this meeting, as tomorrow I will join my peers in
@hgsuuaw
on strike. He had a gift for me — a handmade print with a quote from Virginia Woolf’s essay, “The Narrow Bridge of Art.” (1/4)
Can't get enough of the intimate details of T. S. Eliot's personal life? Enjoying the Emily Hale story, but wishing it had more weird homosociality? Consider reading my article on Eliot's coterie verse, out now in
@CollegeLitJrn
!
Hi friends! I am a bit in shock, but on Friday at 10 AM EST I'll be defending my dissertation on Zoom. If you'd like to come, shoot me a message, and I'll send you a link after I've polished off this bottle of Suze and a pint of ice cream.
On my way to London to give my first ever lecture at
@TSEliotSchool
(TOMORROW!)!! Excited to see old friends, make some new ones, and talk about TSE’s privates (poems, that is)
one thing that really frustrates me is the idea that people who choose to be child-free live to follow their own whims without obligations to others. nobody is a creature of the whim outside of manic pixie dream fiction. there are other bonds besides those of the trad family
Oxford! Today is the last day you can see my little archival display on the college’s Woolf collections. If you want to visit this afternoon, let me know and I’ll let you in!
For
@FTMag
, I wrote about my love of grape scissors — but also about culinary history, Victorian etiquette, grief, Oxford, Britishness, class, and the drama of sharing and eating grapes gracefully
About to begin my third international move in as many years. In tow: about 220 lbs or luggage, 1 mystery companion, 2 carry on bags, 1 backpack, and 1 precious angel (Orlando)
I wrote about the insanity of bringing my cat Orlando to England for
@The_Fence_Mag
. It was very good fun putting this together — I hope you have fun reading it!
'‘Does he have medication?’ my seatmates kept asking, with passive-aggressive concern. ‘Yes!’ I would sob. ‘I have drugged him! But he is too powerful!’
Here is
@scriblerian
's wonderfully funny piece about travelling across continents with her cat.
The mouse I wrote about in this essay — whom I nicknamed "Jill" — passed away recently, after four happy, ranging years with her person. An extraordinary little life.
Ten years ago today I turned in my undergraduate thesis! You might be able to tell from this photo that on some ludicrous whim I put my own picture on the cover (the thesis was on Hope Mirrlees’s Paris; the picture is me outside the Notre Dame)
I just went to check my mail and found a postcard, meant for a different apartment, in my box. It was a picture of the Eiffel Tower, and on the other side the sender had just written "Ah, what could have been!" and signed their name.
Before I pack them away, some mail from home, courtesy my mom’s recent visit. She didn’t realize that they were contributor copies & when she found out she was so excited that she tabbed my essays with post-its 🥰
(cc brilliant editor
@QuigleyMM
)
Almost two years ago, I made an arduous journey from Boston (USA) to Oxford (UK) with my cat. I wrote about it for
@The_Fence_Mag
:
Today I began that journey in reverse: Oxford to Atlanta, via a Heathrow hotel and France. Here begins our first chapter…
In my 32 years on this earth I have only ever once seen a men’s bathroom line longer than the women’s bathroom line, and that was tonight, after a screening of Oppenheimer
So grateful to Johanna, who helped me through the difficulties of writing this essay as an editor — a guide and interlocutor, an asker of the best questions — and as a friend. If her brilliant mind shaped the content of this essay, her presence and support are what hold it up.
Emory's Academic Production Team has launched a video series called Take Note and they generously invited me to talk about Big Fiction and
@scriblerian
generously agreed to walk in the woods on camera as my interlocutor and asked great questions
For 51 years, we've been keeping a letter by T.S. Eliot about his romance with Emily Hale unopened in our vault. Today, you can read it on our blog. cc
@PrincetonRBSC
Are you or is someone you know interested in doing some research in the Rose Library (or in Atlanta) this summer? I need a cat sitter for Orlando from around June 21 to July 9 — my usual one is moving — and I can provide an honorarium for your troubles. Please retweet!
I'm on my way to the Big Apple for MSA! Let's hang out!
And if you're around Friday at 2, it would be a real PLEASURE to see you at my panel with
@becimay
@vcwiet
&
@Kate_Hext
, "What Pleasure Knows: Queer Intimacy and Modernism":
Defended my diss on Friday; helped my mom get a new phone / sent my laptop in for repair yesterday; threw a baby shower today. I don’t want to sit on the couch; I want to become the couch
Now that I'm moving onto my second UK postdoc and third total, I'm happy to talk privately & offer what advice I can about the differences between UK & US jobs. As with all things academic job market, it's 99% luck. But understanding the different systems can help a bit, I think.
I need to have a big cry. I have works of lit that make me tear up to think about but I think in this instance it needs to be a new thing. What can I read or watch to have a very big cry?
Sometimes when I'm giving my most careful feedback to friends, I wonder how much really good prose even matters. Do ppl care if sentences are awkward, words are used imprecisely, or syntax builds well? If it's clear enough that ideas & methods are good & novel, is it good enough?
Oxford friends: In 2 weeks, I'm giving my Principal's Research Seminar (a lecture) on May 24th at 5:30 pm
@hilda_beastoxf
. Come hear me talk about modernism, coterie, & my research on Richard Bruce Nugent & his circle. Reception to follow! RSVP here:
sentence I unfortunately cannot use in any of my actual scholarly writing: "my first book project exposes the soft, squishy underbelly of modernist literary production: coterie culture and practice"
"Yes, of course you can go to the archive, if it's fine tomorrow," said Prof. Ramsay
"But it will not," said Dean Tansley, "be fine"
"But it may be fine. I expect it will be fine," said Prof. Ramsay
"Nonsense. There will be no going to the archive tomorrow, James," said the Dean
Hi everyone I've just read a letter from Beckett dated 4/7/56 in which he records "Eating fresh pineapple for the first time in my life with ferocious enjoyment." so now we can date with good certainty the year & month of Samuel Beckett's first pineapple, y'know, for scholarship