As I have mentioned a few times before, my Tuesdays and Thursdays tend to be exhausting. After all, I wake up before seven, drive forty-five minutes to one college, teach until one, drive another forty-five minutes to another school, teach until seven, and drive an hour or so until I get back home. Not surprisingly, I find it a bit difficult to fit a whole lot of dissertation work into these long, crammed days. Today was no exception, though I did manage to squeeze a little bit of reading and note-taking into the gaps in an otherwise jam-packed morning schedule.
While I only read a few pages of theoretical material this morning, I can already feel myself beginning to make the sort of connections I will need to pull together for this final bit of writing. Fortuitously, I even came across the perfect epigraph for one of my chapters.
Still, despite the overall positive nature of today's developments, I still find myself struggling to adjust to the rather unique mode of preparation the introduction requires, abandoning depth for breadth and situating a pre-existing study (my own) within a larger theoretical framework in such a way as to satisfy both the casual reader and the seasoned Coetzee scholar while neither losing the former nor boring the latter.
For tomorrow: Keep reading and taking notes.