"St Simeon Stylites" Abridged

From the poem by Alfred Tennyson. Simeon really, really wants to be a saint.

(so yeah, he probably wasn't standing the entire time, but it's still funny)

"Soliloquy of the Spanish Cloister" Abridged

In Robert Browning's "Soliloquy of the Spanish Cloister," the speaker of the poem is a monk who has a serious problem with one of the other monks. We're not really sure why. Both "Gr-r-r" and "Hell dry you up with its flames!" were taken directly from the poem. This guy's not very nice. Or Christian.

(I started doodling a monk without a reference and I didn't realize that his... shall we say "skirt" was too short until too late)

The Art of Brevity

So I'm an English major, and I'll graduate from college in about a year. As of this moment, I think I'd like a job in the publishing industry, although I'm also keeping my eyes open for jobs that involve creative writing opportunities. If at all possible, I'd like to have a job lined up when I graduate. Or pretty soon afterward.

How does one acquire a job of any kind? I've heard it's nigh impossible if you don't have experience. And the best way to get experience, I've been told, is to get an internship.

That's my goal for the summer: Get an internship, learn cool things about editing and publishing (or possibly creative writing?), get experience. As it so happens, I already have an internship lined up for the fall semester, and I'll likely apply to work in my school's writing center.

I'm sure there must be a way to balance a job, an internship, and marching band.

But I was talking about summer. After my freshman year, I worked at a museum. After my sophomore year, I studied abroad. This will be (I hope) the summer of the internship.

There are sooooooooooo many internships out there, with a wiiiiide variety of applications. Some applications are long and have trick questions. Some applications ask for a very, very specific cover letter. Some applications time out before you can type a single paragraph and force you to start all over again- four times. Some ask to see a portfolio. Some aren't really applications- just a request for you to send a resume. Those are my favorite.

I've hit a bump in applying for this one internship. It wants me to include a short (4-6 page) sample of nonfiction work along with my cover letter and resume.

"That's easy," I thought. "I'll just pull up my school folders and- waaaaaiiit."

Nonfiction.

Nonfiction. As in, not creative writing.

"Well, that's also easy!" I thought. "I'll just pull out one of those literature essays I'm always writing. In fact, I've got that really good one from last spring about the ghosts!"

The ghost essay, including the works cited, is seven pages long.

I considered just taking off the works cited, but then I decided that maybe I shouldn't risk the company crying plagiarism and blacklisting me forever. It could happen.

So I looked through my other literature papers from years past.

All the good ones are seven or eight pages long.

Even the okay ones are seven or eight pages long.

Brevity has always been hard for me. I guess I oughta work on that.

Hey, maybe I can just send the ghost paper anyway, and they can just ignore the works cited. Does anybody ever read those if they're not supposed to be grading them?

Rene

Sometimes doodling is good for brainstorming.



Translation: "Waaaah! Alas! I am alone on the earth!"

I'm writing a short paper about Chateaubriand's Rene' tonight for my French literature class. To put it as un-academically and unsympathetically as possible, Rene is a whiny little forever alone guy. I'm not counting the wife that the Indians in Louisiana made him marry. He pretty much ignores her.

The caption in the cartoon is almost word-for-word what the text says. I didn't even make up the "alas."

I thought this paper was going to be easy because the minimum length requirement is one page and it's only a rough draft. I guess I forgot that I write about three times more slowly in French than I do in English. It hurts my brain a lot more, too.

Napping With Literature 101

Sometimes I'll curl up on my beanbag chair with a blanket to read my American Lit. I don't get a lot done that way.


I tried to be clever and do some shading in this picture, but it just wasn't working out all that well. I guess that's why I'm an English major and not an art major! My favorite part of this is the book. It's beautiful! I love it.