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Mourning an Old Friend
The day I turned sixteen, my dad took me to get my learner’s permit. The first instruction he gave me about driving was “it’s just like flying an airplane, except when you pull back on the steering...
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Happy Tuesday!
It’s been a while, so as is my wont now and again… it’s random list time! 1) For those who have not heard, I have been cajoled out of retirement to play the part of Rosalind for the Winthrop...
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Not Yet Dead
This is an obligatory “I’m not dead” post (also, incidentally, my first post of the post-apocalyptic 2013…. If we think of this year as “post-apocalyptic”, it’s guaranteed to make no matter what...
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Now is the Winter of our Discontent
In these, the waning days of my winter break, I am taking stock of all the sundry things that I have managed to commit to for the semester to come. And let me tell you; apparently I don’t know how to...
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A New York Minute
There really is nothing quite like being home. It’s been many a year since I’ve spent any significant time in New York. Twenty four hours have been enough to put a smile on my face at the most mundane...
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Scope
One of the problems of archival research is scope. So you have a project. The project is interesting. The project involves a lot of dates, figures, places, etc. You do a search of an archive’s holdings...
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The Big Dig
Today I’m working at the Rare Books and Manuscripts division of the New York Public Library. The Stephen A. Shwarzman building looks like a piece of Hogwarts right in the heart of New York City. The...
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Adventures in Archives
In the last week I have managed to: Find items listed in the card catalogue that it took three archivists and a reference librarian to figure out what these items might be, and that the library...
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Is the Raven Growing Hoarse?
Alright so listen. Sleep No More ain’t what it used to be. I’ve been to the McKittrick Hotel three times now. The first was during its supposed short-term run WAAAYYY back in the spring of 2011. It was...
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Drunk Shakespeare
Since I’m in dissertation land, time flows in strange bobs. For example: we returned from New York City over a week ago and I still haven’t managed to blog about one of the best parts of the trip: a...
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