Always at the cutting edge of technological trends, I’ve decided to start a blog. I will write about literature and life. Small, manageable topics. I spend a lot of time reading, thinking, and writing about literature and life, especially in the nineteenth century. I do this for two reasons: 1) it is fun and 2) it is my job. I’m a first-year assistant professor of English, and I specialize in nineteenth-century U.S. and Victorian literature. I also teach courses in writing, women’s and gender studies, and, next fall, time travel. On this blog, I’ll write about books, about teaching, and about the unexpected and fascinating things that inevitably crop up when one researches the nineteenth century (World’s fairs. Telegraph romances. Women reformers. I know, you’re hooked already, aren’t you?)
But I’ll also be writing about one non-nineteenth century life: mine. Last summer, I finished my Ph.D. at the University of Connecticut, packed my bags, threw away my winter coat, and moved to Georgia.* I’m hoping this blog will help me regularly reflect on my adventures in a new job, a new city, and a new region of the country. I’ll muse about the places I visit, the people I meet, and the things I learn about life in the South.
Topics that don’t have anything to do with the nineteenth century that will nonetheless probably find their way onto this blog: my puppy Gus, the greatest hometown ever, and Taylor Swift.
Consider yourself warned.
*Sadly, I didn’t actually throw away my coat because I might one day visit the cold again. But it would have been very cathartic. New England winter is my nemesis.