03 November 2006

I Heart Umberto Eco

I've just started Eco's The Island of the Day Before, thanks to my dad. And there's so much that I want to say about Eco and semiotics and medievalism and postmodernism and narrative theory. I wish there were someone appreciative to whom I could say these things. And although I've avoided it and repressed it all these years, maybe it's time to give in to my urge to study and read and write about contemporary literature and postmodernism and popular culture. And did I tell you that I'm planning to teach The Muppet Show in my 20th century class next semester?
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dolce carina said...

and this is that line that we always talk about is... like anxiety and neurosis and all that are actualaly productive, normal things and keep us inspired and motivated and give us the drive to do things like get phds and write about medievalisms and hands and other such things and give us illuminations such as teaching muppets in class. but that anxiety can be debilitating and exhausting. and make it hard to get out of bed when it is impossible to set out to do all we expect from ourselves.

so its good to indulge in those guilty pleasures and even better to love our own selves enough that solitude is good company.

but it's daunting to straddle that line--to balance between enough anxiety and not too much complacency. i guess this isn't an answer of any sort because i certainly don't have one. but a yeah, you're right...

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