I'm stalling right now. I should be writing my paper, but I've hit a temporary mental block, so I'm writing this to 1. kill time, 2. relieve stress and 3. bitch, whine and complain.
The professor that went mean is my Literary Theory and Criticism teacher. She gave us one week to write a 7 page research paper with four outside sources. That's just plain mean, but it gets worse. Every student in the class is doing their paper on the same poet. This means major competition over library sources. She also narrowed our field of discussion to either a feminist or gender studies approach. We are to align ourselves with one theorist, but be aware that we might be disagreeing with other theorists in that field and discuss that as well.
Another major problem is that no one writes about this poet. She's 20th century and, in my opinion, not very good. Our library has only one article about her in all of the bound journals and only five books. Only two of the books are worth anything, and someone else beat me there. I got the others. Their useless, but I'm sure I can find one or two lines from each to quote, so I can count them as sources. The rest of the paper has to be all original.
She doesn't want original thought, though. She wants us to find what other people have to say. I see the benefit of research, I really do. Most of these people are smarter than I am, and I should read what they have to say. But why not try and see what I think? Isn't she trying to figure out what I know and what I understand? Then why spend 7 pages telling her what other people have to say?
I'm only through the first five lines of the poem, and three pages into the paper. That's BS talent my friends. It's informed BS, but BS none the less.
I've stalled long enough, and I think my brain has figured out what to say next about the poet I dislike on the poem I hate in a theory lens that I think is pretty stupid to force on all literature.
Happy Easter!