Catching Up ...
The long 4th of July holiday seems as good a time as any to catch up with some of the Cliopatricians and their other friends. At Chapati Mystery, Sepoy remembers the book bazaars in Lahore, Hyderabad, and Peshawar. Rob MacDougall has moved to the University of Western Ontario, though his stuff hasn't yet reached there. In Cairo, Brian Ulrich writes of pyramids and archives. At Rhine River and Reise Krise, Nathanael Robinson continues to drink his way through the archives of Alsace. Service contract or no, Dell France has been worse than useless to him and he's had to give up on his laptop. Stewgad at Pretty Hard, Dammit is slogging her way through a dissertation, but she took time out to see a play about Charlotta, an East German transvestite, who preserved relics of the Weimar Republic in a private museum throughout the Nazi and Communist regimes."It was fascinating," says Stewgad,
mainly because while the playwright was researching and interviewing Charlotta, it came out that she had collaborated with the Communists as an informant. The playwright didn't know what to do with this – and so finally decided to write the play about his experience of encountering her rather than write a story of her heroism in the face of oppression. It was interesting, but ultimately unsatisfying. I wanted documentation, I wanted more research, I wanted texture and nuance, and far, far more depth. I think that if this had been my research, I wouldn't have been willing to submit to the severe limitations placed on the storyteller by the genre – the story doesn't want to be a play, it wants to be a book.Like Eat Your History, Rebecca Goetz's (a)musings of a graduate student suffers from a blogspot bug, but if you scroll down, you'll see that she's made the transition from doing research in the Chesapeake Bay and relocated to Cambridge, MA. Along the way, she gave a paper at the Berkshire Conference of Women Historians and got some good feedback from Mary Beth Norton. Another Damned Medievalist at Blogenspiel has also been doing transitions. In the midst of them, she had to deal with a beloved dog who was so terrorized by a storm that she tore a screen door and three door frames off the house in a desperate effort to get inside. To be clear about things, it was the dog, not ADM, who did the damage. I've been that desperate, at times, but I haven't had nearly so much to show for it.