Hello, recent graduate. As you begin to progress in your career, you will likely begin to be invited to various “networking” and “schmoozing” events. Some will occur after film screenings, book launches, or discussion panels. Others will be designated “networking cocktail hours” for “young professionals.” Whatever the context, such events are very important for your launch into the wider world, and your own upward trajectory! So how do you maximize your time at these shindigs? How do you “work the room”? I’m happy to say that after 10 years of attending such events in person, I can offer you some hard-earned advice that will help you really get every crumb [...]
“The List Poem”
Avenue A, Tompkins Square Park, The Bowery, Ludlow Street These are places in New York Where I hung out over winter break. I hope some guy in poetry class Reading this, Thinks I’m cool, And asks me out for coffee.
Hefeweizen, Beaujolais, grappa, kir I am underage yet I can still list drinks! How sophisticated is that? Particularly for someone who hangs out on Ludlow street. Foreign words do sound nifty When italicized in a poem, And these are the only foreign words I can think of Naturally, because I am drunk.
•••“The Greek Myth Reimagined Poem” Demeter’s daughter Persephone was abducted by the monarch of Hell [...]
I immersed myself in a Henry James novel and then tried to review the book. This is what happened to my writing style.
To-day I pose to myself the task, at last, the matter, that is, of drawing a conclusion after a considerable interval of ploughing through the pages of Henry James’s “The Wings of the Dove,” accomplished despite the distraction of reading several less lengthy—and more contemporary, at that, works—such detours as are inevitably taken by a person in the course of a momentous, as it were, endeavor.
Of course, the book.., well, the book was quite formidable. But having finished my reading I ought to put it to [...]
In my junior year of college, I took a Jane Austen seminar with about ten other women and one guy; the chaff (like, two hundred women and…one guy) having been swiftly winnowed out by the necessity of writing an introductory Austen essay to be judged on. And it was a great seminar, and I met my best friend in it because we had both just been dumped and could not write our final papers and got basically eternal extensions on them—I think they still have my diploma—because our professor had also suffered great heartbreak. So, when I think of "Pride and Prejudice," I think first of female friendship, now, and [...]
This week, all the literati, me included, are reading Rebecca Mead’s literary memoir, My Life in Middlemarch, and pondering the myriad ways that George Eliot’s ultimate 19th Century novel encapsulates thwarted ambitions. Certainly, the novel’s elevator pitch is bleak: “the bright and promising Dorothea and the bright and promising Lydgate miss out on their potential to make the world a better place because: Human Folly.”
But as a longtime Eliot fangirl myself, I would like to offer a more cheerful take on the primary plot. You see, Middlemarch has embedded within its many, many (many) pages, a turgid narrative about a young woman’s tumble out of repression and [...]