In my infinite wisdom, I am attempting to somehow reconcile New Research Projects with Multiple Committee Assignments. I fear that a nervous breakdown may result--or, at least, an overdose on giant chocolate chip cookies from Bruegger's Bagels. And that, while tasty, would be hard on the waistline.
On the plate for this semester:
- The usual three courses
- One independent study
- Three MA theses
- Reader on an additional thesis
- Running the department's MA program
- Library Coordinator (although I regard this as more play than work, really...)
- Graduate Council
- The department's Executive Committee
- The Appointments & Tenure Committee (which is overseeing four job searches)
- The search committee for the Director of the Library
- The Joint Committee on Academic Integrity
Strictly speaking, all of the job searches should be finished by the first week in March, so life will improve somewhat thereafter. That is to say, I should be in a state of only moderate hysteria, as opposed to stark raving lunacy. And, yes, I'm largely responsible for my own demise here; it's called "saying 'yes' once too often." I do that sort of thing.
At the same time, I've decided that it's time to start being serious about Book Two. With any luck, multiple commitee assignments will concentrate the mind wonderfully. Right now, I'm trying to juggle Anne Boleyn, twentieth-century versions of, with Mary I, Victorian versions of; the former is a stand-alone article (you know, the one I've been talking about for several months now...), the latter a conference paper now and a book chapter later. I've started working on the notes for Anne Boleyn, but she doesn't have an external deadline--and I tend to work better with deadlines looming ominously on the horizon. Still, I'm aiming to have her finished (decapitated?) by May. Mary I, however, has a real deadline in March for her short incarnation and a potential deadline in October for her full lifespan; the idea here is to have a book chapter that can also go out into the world on its own, acting as a calling card of sorts. It just occurred to me this afternoon that I don't have any Victorian Catholic novels about the Marian persecutions to counterbalance the evangelical and High Church novels--there must be one or two out there somewhere.