Sobriquet 45.20

As much as I'd like to be able to sit down and discuss what I have been reading, I will not be able to write more than a few sentences tonight. Since I have been up for nearly eighteen hours, much of which was spent in the classroom, I really don't feel like I have enough in me to arrange my words into anything worth reading this evening. Despite my rather hectic schedule, though, I did manage to read a couple of brief review essays for the dissertation including the elusive South African review of Disgrace I had spent so much time hunting down over the weekend. Interlibrary loan is a beautiful thing, let me tell you. From microfiche at the University of Cape Town via Ohio University's excellent ILL hub, Jane Taylor's review of Coetzee's novel finally made it to this desolate stretch of New York. "Finally" mightn't be the best word, actually. I mean, having spent several hours looking for the essay to no avail, it feels like a finally situation but, since the article went from South African microfilm to highlight-smeared American computer printout in one business day, it's really more of a wow-that-was-quick-and-I-shouldn't-complain situation.

So I won't.

For tomorrow: Read another article.