30.6.07

Dueling covers

I love going to the library!

I went to the Public Library this morning to return a book I had checked out... and promptly checked out a bunch more. Good fun, good fun.

Informal poll: which cover of Ines del alma mia do you think is cooler?

Editorial Sudamericana edition:


Rayo edition:


I think the Sudamericana cover suits the novel more than the Rayo one... but who knows. Give me an opinion! Leave me a comment!

27.6.07

Vamos chilenos!!

It was totally a miracle - but CHILE WON 3-2 against Ecuador. I got to watch it on Univision's online watch the games as if they were on TV feature, which was pretty cool. And I'm all about jumping up and down and screaming in my apartment when Chile scores, or Ecuador scored (grrrr), or anything really happens. My neighbors must think I'm nuts.

Loosely translated from EMOL.com [side note - part of why I sometimes find it really difficult to follow Chilean sports is that no one ever explains anything, everyone has nicknames or goes by a different name and is never clearly identified... which is totally evident in the write up. Original at the end.]:

SANTIAGO. - Chile's reaction was great, as is rarely seen in a National Team. Until 79' we were losing 2-1 to Ecuador, but Suazo stepped up followed by Carlos Villanueva to give Chile the win in their Copa América debut.

Chile's first half was terrible. Without spark, with no clarity, without coordination within the group, they succumbed to the speed and extended play of Luis Fernando Suarez's team.

Luis Valencia opened the scoring at the 15 minute mark, but Suazo scored a tying goal at the 20 minute mark. Ecuador took the lead again with a goal from Christian Benitez (23')

In the second half, Acosta modified his system twice to Chile's benefit, manifested by Suazo's second goal (79') and Villanueva (86'), which gave the victory to Acosta's team (CHILE!).


Chile logró una hazaña en Venezuela y se llevó los primeros tres puntos

Miércoles 27 de Junio de 2007 - 20:42 hrs
El Mercurio Online.

SANTIAGO.- Una gran reacción la de Chile. Como pocas veces visto en una selección nacional. Hasta el minuto 78 caía 2-1 ante Ecuador, pero apareció Suazo y luego Carlos Villanueva para darle el triunfo a Chile en su debut en la Copa América.

El primer tiempo fue horrible para Chile. Sin chispa, con poca clñaridad, sin juego de conjunto sucumbieron ante la rapidez y el juego largo de los de Luis Fernando Suárez.

Abrió la cuenta Luis Valencia a los 15', pero empató Suazo a los 20'. Ecuadro volvió a ponerse arriba con tanto de Christian Benitez a los 23'.

En el segundo tiempo Acosta modificó dos veces el esquema y los cambios le dierosn resultado Suazo a los 79' y Villanueva a los 86' le dieron la victoria a los de Acosta. Original article

Fun with 19th century British Literature

Because everyone knows that I love it. I ADORE Jane Austen - which is probably part of why I thought this article by Rebecca Traister was pretty nifty. I'm also pretty fond of the Bronte sisters, and I like me some George Eliot (hmm the women novelists, they're pretty cool). Thomas Hardy, anyone?

From reading random things online, I feel like my taste in Austen is somewhat amusing in that my favorite of her novels are Northanger Abbey and Persuasion. I suppose my ranking order, even though I enjoy all of them, would be:
1. Northanger Abbey
1. Persuasion
3. Mansfield Park
4. Emma
5. Sense and Sensibility
6. Pride and Prejudice
Which ones have been made into (usually missing the social aspects and humor of the novels) movies? Not my favorites. And Northanger Abbey would be hilarious. Just imagine Catherine's misconceptions about the Abbey and the Tilneys. And Bath, oh Bath.

This is making me want to read The Madwoman in the Attic. Or to re-read Middlemarch. Though I admit, all of these novels are somehow associated with autumn for me. Autumn is my favorite season, after all, but there is something that makes me think of the moor and autumn. I think it was my multiple readings of The Secret Garden as a child and not really knowing what a moor was (and no, I'm not talking about the Muslim conquest of Spain).

Anyways, if anyone has read this far - what is your favorite Austen novel? Favorite 19th century British novel? Middlemarch? Jane Eyre? Wuthering Heights? Tess of the D'Urbervilles? I want to know!!

The Freedom of Information Act, Chile, and the CIA

Who hasn't heard about the Family Jewels? OK, I'm a news junkie. Nonetheless, it's kinda frustrating that the CIA releases this 702 page document without any cohesive contents index. Typical but frustrating.

You know what else was frustrating? Last night, it caught my fancy to search for CIA documents relating to Chile in the 1970's. I had read some of them before when I wrote a paper on the CIA's involvement of Pinochet's coup. There are a lot more now (evidentally bunches were released in 2004). But... there are a lot of things blacked out. Pages missing. And to be honest, I would love to know their actual standards for not releasing that information. Particularly because, based on the context of the document, it might be morally damning but I can't think of a reason vital to national security to keep it hidden. Even given the bits and pieces that are available, it's pretty darn depressing. Have fun exploring at the CIA's FOIA site. It's oddly fascinating, even if you aren't a historian - as a citizen, resident, person, it's important to know these things. And to see what they are still keeping secret.

25.6.07

Ugh. Double, no, triple ugh.

Oh, how I dislike the current Supreme Court. It's only redeeming feature this term (that comes to mind off the top of my head) are the dissents. Particularly when delivered from the bench by Ruth Bader Ginsburg. Because she's still one of my heroes.

Can someone explain to me how the campaign finance stuff as an "endorsement" of free speech while simultaneously restricting student speech? Ah, I remember. Because students don't give money to Republicans. And they are taxed without representation - at least until they turn 18. Ugh.

There are some days when I just want to pull my hair out while listening to the news.

(The NYT doesn't like the rulings, either.)

24.6.07

pink and pretty

I sometimes forget how quickly I read in English, particularly my beloved fantasy novels. This is not to say that I don't read relatively quickly in Spanish, but it's not the same. I've torn through 5 books in the last 2.5 days. That said, I haven't done much of anything else. But still.

We have some possibly good news from immigration people meaning that I would get to see S in July. Everyone else says it is good news, while I just think of the ways the government might have fudged the truth to get my hopes up. I'm trying not to be too negative, or positive either for that matter.

My new cell phone is here! It is pretty. And pink. And most importantly, in one piece.

19.6.07

My current approach to literary criticism, that is, what I do

Every text I read, I read as an individual with a history, aesthetic likes and dislikes, and generic preferences. When I finish the text, I analyze my reactions. If I liked it, I note a few details that might explain why (for example, strong feminist themes and decent mechanics in writing), and usually don’t pursue it beyond that, unless larger themes develop, usually in tandem with another text that I liked. However, the texts I don’t like are almost more academically challenging or interesting, because I force myself to think WHY I don’t like them – it is a lot easier to enumerate the things I don’t like about a text that I have a tepid reaction to as opposed to a text that I adore. By this logic, I should study modern poetry. I have more to say about it. But I care about the things I like to read. And there is where I can connect themes. Random novels that share historical figures; views of a specific urban space in the last 15 years in fiction; the mechanics of narrative, between novel and short story; film adaptations, or stories that mirror films that the author has seen/acted in/directed/studied.

My father, while musing upon his own experience in graduate school in (a different foreign language), said something to the effect that success in literature in academia is more learning the crazy theory than actually ruminating on the texts at hand. I certainly felt that way in my lit classes when I studied abroad as an undergraduate. These students, who studied literature and nothing else (there is no equivalent for “area requirements” or a general liberal arts education there) had such a specialized jargon, and in my second language, that I felt intimidated at first. I read Theodor Adorno in translation – in my second language. But when it came time to leave the theory, after the first few weeks, and talk about the actual texts, my native speaker classmates were lost, and only parroted back theory that had no application to the text at hand. Now, I admit that I use Scarry’s Body in Pain, Foucault, etc. when it actually has an application to the theme that I am exploring. It is hard to talk about urban spaces in narrative as space and aesthetic without reading about urban planning theory. I can’t talk about Colonial or Viceregal anything without a historical background, both from contemporary texts to particular events and current scholarship. But to treat a text as if its only importance is the way we can apply Foucault or Butler or Derrida destroys the text as an entity in and of itself, in my opinion. A text is valuable for itself, just as as individuals we are worth a great deal. To limit the interpretation of a text, or contacts it might have with other texts or fields, to one narrow theoretical outlook does not only the text a disservice but also the theory upon which the criticism is based.

It’s like the New Yorker Cartoon with the punchline: “And just how do you expect to become a made man, son, without a solid liberal-arts education?” While specialization is important in my field, you have to keep the bigger picture in mind. And in my own studies, the texts themselves are infinitely more important that the theoretical approach I employ.

work and npr shows

I keep thinking of writing things and then I get distracted - by S, by work, by being in pain, by the heat...

Last weekend felt luxuriously long. Unproductive in some ways, but long. I spent all day Saturday setting my living room set up so that there would be space for the couch that I was getting on Sunday. And getting the couch... was a process. I was exhausted. And then that evening, as I was going to sleep, my cell phone broke in half. IN HALF. 2 pieces. It wasn't my best day, by a stretch.

I'm used to teaching again. What I'm not used to, and doubt that I ever will be, is getting up early. I am finding it much more difficult this week than it was last week. But the group is a good one, and I like teaching things.

I bought some more work clothes last week and they arrived today - though much to my dismay, one of the tops has enormous arm holes. I don't understand how a body can be built for this size that requires arm holes that big. Unless you are an XS or S and have gigantic breasts or shoulders (though not both, the cut wouldn't work there), then this wouldn't fit you. Which is really too bad, because if it would fit, it is pretty cute. Alas, I have way more skirts than tops, and this top was supposed to help me remedy that. Without it, I've acquired a pants, a skirt, and 1 top instead of 2. Whoops. So I'll just keep looking.

A very random thought, since all of the other interesting things I have been thinking about and meaning to post have since escaped me - someone at Marketplace really likes the Mexican band Maná, because bits of their songs keep getting put between stories. It's rather recent. I also find it rather random. But perhaps it is because I actually know the rest of the song.

14.6.07

it's been a week...

Happy Flag Day. Because no one knew that today was Flag Day.

Class goes well. It's exhausting but quite rewarding so far. However, I am definitely looking forward to the weekend, and sleeping past 7 AM. Have I mentioned that I'm not a morning person?

The only thing I have really done besides preps has been cook. My house is still a disaster from when I unpacked... must take care of that at some point...

I was almost freaking out earlier because I need to get a piece of furniture that I purchased, but had no way of transporting to my house. Church saved the day! I emailed one of the pastors and he sent out a call for help, and someone responded. Yay!

I have a few scholarly ideas floating around my head... if I can get my work space straightened up at all, I might even dive in to them. And no, parents, they do not involve translating anything. Sorry there.

1 more day until the weekend... and I don't usually even count them!

12.6.07

On the verge of collapse...

The title is a bit of an exaggeration, but I am absolutely exhausted.

I haven't quite settled into a routine yet, but I'm getting there - and I was definitely tired and irritable today. Whoops.

I made the dough for sopaipillas, but I used zucchini squash so it is not the right color. I haven't fried the dough yet, though, because I only really like to eat them hot, and I'm not really hungry right now. I didn't even make too much of a mess. So that was exciting.

I miss my husband a lot. This whole distance thing, um, still sucks. In case anyone was wondering.