It’s one in the morning now.

I’m still stumbling through getting a coherent idea for a major research essay that involves Mister Henry James and the company of Monsieur R. Barthes, Monsieur M. Foucault, and possibly Monsieur J. Derrida, none of which are made for mass consumption.

Among other things.

From hence till the end, there will be no rest.



Posted on May 2, 2007, in School of English, Sydney. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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