One Tough vonCookie

Assiduously Avoidant Since 2005

Weeping over Poetry: Lorca in New York, Then and Now

voncookie | June 11, 2010

On the recent flight to Hometown, NJ from Liberal Paradise, I discovered a few very interesting things: It can take me upwards of a half an hour to read ONE POEM, even if it’s a poem I’ve read dozens of times before.  A HALF HOUR!!! WTF?!?! Those same poems, again, even if I’ve read them [...]

Writing Travelogues: Liveblogging Ch4 Edits (Or some other title less boring)

voncookie | December 12, 2009

11:15 a.m. My grandmother things I’m done with my dissertation.  She thinks I’m Dr. vonCookie.  I didn’t have the heart to explain to her about the difference between “graduation” and “filing.”  I got the feeling she was disappointed in me.  Why?  Because when I walked in the door, she called me “doctor”; I didn’t have [...]

Nitpicky Teacher Questions Her Own Authority*

voncookie | November 29, 2009

Let’s imagine a situation in which a student says that a literary symbol is the rough equivalent of 1 = 1, where 1 is identical to 1 and ONLY to one. Now let us imagine a situation where a person who has studied the subject for a significantly longer period of time– the teacher –disagrees [...]

Step Away from the Lorca!

voncookie | January 16, 2008

Tonight I watched a film adaptation of Federico García Lorca’s 1934 play Yerma, and all I can really say is: ¡Ay! (And not in a good way…) Yerma is part of the Rural Trilogy, comprised of Bodas de Sangre (1932), Yerma, and La casa de Bernarda Alba (1935) (about which I wrote an entry last [...]