European conferences and me

Greetings from the Czech Republic.

You might be thinking that all we have been doing on sabbatical is reading, scribbling and sightseeing, but one major event that we had planned in advance was the 10th Brno Conference in English, American and Canadian Studies. Brno is an easy train ride from Vienna, about two hours away from Prague. This was a large conference, made up of academics who study literature and other media, language teaching, linguistics, and translation studies. The Canadian content, I have to say, was very strong. The conference began with a keynote address by Aritha van Herk (well known writer and professor at the University of Calgary and someone I have met at several other conferences over the years). There were multiple parallel sessions, but Arlequino and I mainly attended sessions on Canadian topics. Both of our papers were well received. Really well received. It was gratifying. When we return to Vienna I will keep working on mine, building it up to be a publishable article. We have also received offers to give talks in Zagreb and also possibly in Vienna and Bratislava.

Arriving at Masaryk University

Arriving at Masaryk University

One of things that I love about these Euro conferences is meeting people with similar interests but who work in very different academic environments. The delegates were from all over central Europe: Slovakia, Slovenia, Czech, Germany, Belgium, Croatia, Bosnia, Poland, Serbia, Bulgaria, Austria…There were also other Canadians and Americans in attendance. BUT, most of those people were working at central European universities. There were also people from Australia and New Zealand who wound up teaching in central European universities. Which made us wonder: why are we not teaching Canadian literary and theatre studies in a nice university such as the University of Masaryk in the Czech Republic? We missed that memo: you too could live in a nice European city and have a very nice life.

Chairing a session

Chairing a session

Delivering my paper, titled "Stories of the Road Allowance People as Multimodal Text"

Delivering my paper, titled “Stories of the Road Allowance People as Multimodal Text”

Sharing stories with a Canadian postdoc who is at the University of Vienna

Sharing stories with a Canadian postdoc who is at the University of Vienna

We met people who had lived and worked in Europe for 40 years. We met a guy who was a former journalist in Chicago who ended up teaching somewhere in Poland. There was a guy on my panel from Australia now teaching in Germany. There was another guy from New Zealand who teaches in Bratislava. There were a couple of Turkish (?) muslim women who were teaching—somewhere. Talk about diversity. And richness of experience. One lasting impression was the enthusiasm with which people attended and engaged in this conference. Sessions were full. Discussion was energetic. There was a real commitment to sharing knowledge and exchanging teaching and research experiences. These conferences are hubs that academics look forward to attending, partly to see friends again, of course. Our conferences in Canada are like that too, but we have far more opportunities to gather than expat academics here do.

And the conference dinner? FANTASTIC! Lots of gorgeous food (served buffet style) and the waiters kept coming around with trays of beer. Czech beer, as you may know, is famously good.

New friends

New friends

Best love.

Best love.

Post conference we got on another train and headed for Prague, where we are spending a couple of days as tourists. On the agenda: beer, art, theatre, dumplings. Watch for more photos soon.




Leave a comment

Filed under Uncategorized

Sabbatical project number 2

Research and writing is only part of what Lady English professor wants to accomplish on her sabbatical. I also want to learn Spanish. I have tried several times before to learn this lovely language: I have taken continuing education courses and even hired a private tutor. I have travelled to countries where Spanish is the lingua franca and I have tried to increase my knowledge of it through (albeit brief) immersion. But truth be told, I still only have menu and basic tourist Spanish (Donde esta el bano por favor?). So I bought the Rosetta Stone program and have committed to doing lessons throughout the time we are here in Europe. Incidentally, Arlequino is embarking upon the equivalent program in German, so hopefully by the end of our sabbaticals we’ll both be more multi-lingual.

I suppose my language colleagues will be disappointed in me. Rosetta Stone? The software for business people and diplomats? The disembodied voice of recording and static pictures of people doing things? Language learning is best undertaken in classrooms, with other people and with the teacher as guide and mentor, and with contextual knowledge and lots of practice. I agree. But here we have another resource and right now that’s what I’m using. In an apartment in Vienna. On my own.

Rosetta Stone’s approach is about forming sentences straight away. No rote learning, no repeated verbs conjugations, no lists of numbers or days of the week. Their approach is to get you to describe what is going on in the picture. It’s a challenge!

One of the great things about sabbatical is the space in my head and the time in my day to embrace new learning. I feel lucky.

Leave a comment

Filed under Uncategorized

The rhythm of our days

We have found our rhythm. We have approached sabbatical as writers approach their work: set a time of day and number of hours for working and then do something else for the rest of the day. Mornings are our best time for thinking and writing, so we get up early (which is no problem since the nearby church bells wake us up at 7:00 a.m.), fiddle about with correspondence, social media, and games. Shower. Eat breakfast. Begin.

Arlequino is reading plays written by Canadian soldiers in WWI for his next paper and also writing an external examiner’s report for an Australian PhD thesis. I am reading for and outlining a conference paper that I will give at the University of Brno, in the Czech Republic, at the beginning of February. The paper is going to be about Stories of the Road Allowance People, a well-known work of Metis literature. I am going to talk about what other critics have not really commented on: the fact that the text is multimodal (i.e. it is composed of words and also visual images—paintings—and music and voice—it comes packaged with a CD). I am thinking about how so much of indigenous literature is actually multimodal and how literary critics need to develop analytical approaches that can address their generic and formal complexities. We literary scholars do tend to be word-focused. I’m trying to extend my critical and theoretical apparatus beyond the word. I have done some of this thinking before—a paper on how an author uses photographs in her memoir of residential school experience, for example. I have done some work on personal web pages. One of my recent publications is on a graphic autobiography. This is my next step.

We are both going to the same conference, so next week is writing week for both of us. We have switched modes from being excited tourists to being professors on sabbatical in a lovely European city.

More church bells sound at noon. I have to explain. As is the case with many churches, the bells sound out the hour and the quarter hours. But at 7:00 a.m. and again at noon they go crazy and for what seem like several minutes. I suppose this is all about marking the time of day when it is a) time to get up and go to work; b) time to break for lunch; and c) time to go to church. One doesn’t need a watch here to know what time it is. That said, we have noticed a plethora of watch stores in this city. Odd.

In the afternoons we go on an outing somewhere. A museum. A park. A market. I will write about some of those visits in upcoming blog posts, but for now let me just give you a few photos.

This is what I brought with me for work. Shipped a box of books.



This is my working corner of the flat. Arlequino gets the desk; I’m fine with a couch, a table, a laptop.


And this is out and about in Vienna.




Filed under conferences, sabbatical

Lady English professor is on sabbatical. In Vienna.

Arlequino and I have both been working administrative jobs at our respective universities, and they have exhausted us. Happily, last year we applied for a half sabbatical to be taken at the same time and our sabbatical leaves were granted. Then at some point we realized that we did not have to stay at home while on sabbatical, and suddenly a glorious plan was hatched. Let’s spend four months in Europe!

And here we are.

Vienna is home base for some members of my family, so this is where we begin. We are living in a spacious apartment in the third district, living the way the locals do. We shop every day for wine and bread and other delectables; we cook for ourselves. We spend some time each day at our work, but we also enjoy what a big European city has to offer. Mostly we walk and walk and walk. Vienna is a low-rise city, at least in the older parts. People live in apartments above stores and offices, and most buildings are only four or five stories high. It’s human scale. We can see the sky, feel the sun, and hear the children coming and going from school or kindergarten. In the evenings, the streets are quiet, as this is a residential street. In the centre of the city there are signs outside of bars and restaurants asking patrons to be quiet when they are outside, as there are people sleeping above.

I will post later about the work that I am doing, but for now a few more observations about Vienna.

Fur coats. There are women everywhere wearing fur coats. And I’m not talking “faux.” The aversion to wearing the fur of other animals has not taken here, or at least not by women of a certain age.



Markets. Yes, we shop in supermarkets, but there are also street markets where you can buy just about everything. Fresh fish, cheeses of every variety, sausages, fruits and vegetables, flowers, nuts, pastas, sweets. And sushi. We haven’t tried the pork knuckle yet, but we will.


Wine. The guy at the market who is selling his homemade wine for 2 euros a bottle might like his wine, but I don’t find it drinkable. On the other hand, the 3 euro wine at the supermarket is perfectly acceptable. Somehow I had it in my head that white wine rules in Austria, but the red is also good. Zweigelt. Just sayin’.

Museums! So many museums. More on that later. It’s 9:30 a.m. in Vienna and time to do a few hours of work.

Leave a comment

Filed under sabbatical

Lady English professor is on sabbatical

I have not kept up with this blog because, as Arlequino diagnosed, I have not really felt like “Lady English professor” for a while; rather, I have been Lady Administrator.

Taking on the role of Associate Dean, Graduate Studies resulted in various shifts, including shifts in my identity.

  • I now work in a big, bright office, but in another building. No longer safe at home in the English department I have joined “the Dean’s wing.” Although I moved my books over to the new office, it does not feel or function like my office in the department. The piles of papers on my desk are reports, agendas, spreadsheets, and memos—not lecture notes, student essays, or printed off journal articles. Of course, there is some of that teaching stuff around, but the balance is off. I’m now someone who reads spreadsheets and looks at tables and graphs, just as much as I read words. And I gotta say: Excel spreadsheets are not designed for those of us with poor eyesight.
  • As a professor I had much more flexibility in my workdays. Yes, I had scheduled classes and scheduled meetings. But now I have meetings almost every day, many of them pre-scheduled by others. My calendar is no longer in my own control, and sometimes it is hard to find the time (and the focus) even to read the books I am teaching or the research articles and books I keep ordering/downloading.
  • I’m at work most days between 8:30 and 9:00, dressed professionally (if rather casually), showered and breakfasted with home made soup and a sandwich in my bag for lunch. I arrive with coffee in hand, say good morning to all the staff members who are also in their offices first thing (and stay until 4:30), turn on my computer, check my email, get my signing pen out, and begin. This is much more like a regular 9-5 job. If not at meetings, everyone is in their offices with doors open. I kind of like it. I like seeing colleagues every day and I like the sense of shared purpose that characterizes “the Dean’s wing.”

What I have missed: students. I have taught two graduate courses, a summer reading course, and an undergraduate course since taking on this admin position. That means that over the past 2 ½ years I have had teaching contact with about 60 students. Wow. There was a time that I would teach 60 students in one course. I miss them. I miss the dynamics of engagement in the classroom. I have always thought of myself as being a teacher. Mostly. I do the other parts of my job as well, but it is teaching that I truly love. I will be back.

I have learned an awful lot over these past couple of years—and I will go back to the admin job when the sabbatical is over, because I have come to enoy it. But for now, I am embracing the part of my brain that is a reader, a thinker, and (hopefully) a writer. Arts grad studies is in good hands with the interim Associate Dean. And I am grateful for this next phase of my working life.

Lady English professor is on sabbatical. And she expects to take up this blog once again. Next time with photos!


Leave a comment

Filed under sabbatical

The Humanities Crisis Industry

My wonderful former doctoral supervisor, Stephen Slemon, continues to lead and inspire.


The following is an edited version of my opening comments, given as ACCUTE President, to a panel on the “Humanities: Past, Present, Future,” at Ryerson University on March 6th,  2014.  The panel was sponsored by the Ryerson Department of English and organized by its interim chair Nima Naghibi,  with the support of Dean of Arts Jean-Paul Boudreau, Arts and Contemporary Studies; Languages, Literatures and Cultures; History; and Philosophy.  My fellow panellists were Marianne Hirsch, Immediate Past President of the Modern Languages Association, and John Ralston Saul, President of PEN International, and Distinguished Visiting Professor at Ryerson University.


We meet tonight in the darkening shadow of a humanities crisis industry, and here are just a few of the recent headlines. “Humanities Fall From Favour.” “Prestige of Humanities at All-Time Low.”  “Oh, the humanities.  Big trouble, but there’s still some hope.”

Big trouble.  Some hope.  I’m about to argue…

View original post 1,616 more words

Leave a comment

Filed under Uncategorized


Here it is the end of November and I haven’t written anything for ages. No blog posts. No conference proposals. No revisions to in-the-works articles and chapters. Nope. The only things I have been writing are emails and memos and the odd reference letter for a student. I have, however, been reading a lot. A student’s full draft of her dissertation but mainly lots and lots of scholarship applications. It’s scholarship season around here. In their wisdom the two main granting agencies–the “tri-council” scholarship programs (SSHRC, NSERC and CIHR) and the Ontario Graduate Scholarship program have downloaded a lot of the work of reviewing and awarding of scholarships to universities. This means that highly paid administrators–associate deans and associate chairs–are spending hours reading and adjudicating scholarship applications. While I don’t mind doing the work, I do mind the amount of time it takes away from other tasks. Things like properly designing the graduate course I will teach next term, reading edited book chapters for a collection I’m working on, but mostly writing, writing, writing. I am stalled. Today I have a day of no meetings and I could be writing conference and teaching abstracts. But I’m stalled. No words come to me.

Or maybe it’s just late November.

By the end of today I will have written more than this blog post. I promise! But how? How? Any advice on how to get un-stalled when it comes to writing would be very welcome.

Leave a comment

Filed under Uncategorized