you can find me in the library, by my window, or on the grass...or on instagram

phew! i've made it through the initial crisis: feeling overwhelmed and like my brain has officially been left behind in the last decade or two...maybe i never actually matured intellectually past the age of fourteen?!
i've been researching--reading the same seven dense pages over and over again: reading it silently in the library, reading it aloud in my room next to the window, writing down key words so that i can feel them in my body...and i think i'm finally making some awe-some connections between the literary criticism and the literature itself. i think i can love mr. milton again. i almost threw him out the window.

today, my ultimate savior: the o.e.d. (oxford english dictionary).
there's nothing that will get my brain going as quickly as looking up every single word in a poem
to find out every possible meaning and application possible within a syllable or two.
"in the beginning was the word." i'm pretty sure this passage was talking about the o.e.d.
bless the literature gods!

so, in case you haven't noticed, it's been difficult for me to find time to post here on the blog
due to my scholarly abduction. but i do try to update my instagram feed at least a couple times a day.
so come see me there. in the meantime i'll try to get some more paris photos up this weekend,
and try to stop by now and then to give you the report of my time here at school in vermont.

happy weekend!
{we'll be taking a little excursion to stowe, and hopefully stopping by to see good ol' ben&jerry}