Just When I Thought I Was Out…

Reader, it turns out dissertations have a great big gravity well, with the pull of a 1,000 black holes. Light can’t escape. Thoughts can’t escape. I can’t escape. Just a few weeks ago (weeks. ago.), I waxed poetical on focusing on the now. Look, I tried. My intention until, oh, about two days ago, wasContinue reading “Just When I Thought I Was Out…”

Custom and the Law: Some Speculations

In 2012, at the end of a dissertation regarding the relationship between the literary custom sketch and the novel in the nineteenth century, I speculated that “the struggle between local laws and national laws only mask the struggle between customs and the law” (134). My larger point was that, in the context of maturing countriesContinue reading “Custom and the Law: Some Speculations”