While working on her doctoral thesis, Éireann Lorsung found herself crying constantly. Could she be a serious thinker if everything brought her to tears?
This is such a beautiful essay. It reminds me so much of my own doctoral journey, in which I frequently cried over the traumas endured by women in modernist fiction -- but I felt like I had to put that part of my response away, in favor of the strictly academic, "appropriate" responses, to theorize their pain. But so much of why I wanted to get a PhD in the first place was because of how these books made me *feel.*
This essay has given me so much to reconsider and reframe. Thank you, thank you.
This is such a beautiful essay. It reminds me so much of my own doctoral journey, in which I frequently cried over the traumas endured by women in modernist fiction -- but I felt like I had to put that part of my response away, in favor of the strictly academic, "appropriate" responses, to theorize their pain. But so much of why I wanted to get a PhD in the first place was because of how these books made me *feel.*
This essay has given me so much to reconsider and reframe. Thank you, thank you.