Despite neglecting this space for the past few months, I’m still here! The slow decline began the way many dropped goals do: initially, I was just really, really busy with coursework. With deadlines looming for one essay on the paralyzing effects of innocence on Newland Archer in Edith Wharton’s The Age of Innocence, and another, creative-critical, essay on the relationship between nonlinear narrative and memory in Jennifer Egan’s A Visit from the Goon Squad, there just wasn’t time for blogging. Blogging falls to the wayside when priorities rear their threatening, incredibly time-sensitive heads. Then there was more busy-ness: my good friend, Julie, made the move from near Toronto to London. We booked trains, consumed cocktails and popcorn slightly more freely than planned at an underground drag bar, both thoughtfull viewed and childishly mocked art exhibitions, and just possibly overslept. Just the once.
The weeks passed and it finally felt like Spring, even looked like Spring. Daffodils were in bloom, if only for several days, bunnies were born, and the skies were blue, if still really, really cold. There have been multiple all-nighters in London. First was Field Day, a one-day music festival in Victoria Park. The line-up featured Dark Dark Dark, Kurt Vile, Connan Mockasin, Four Tet, Do Make Say Think, Animal Collective, and Solange, so I really had to go. There was no way I could miss my chance to finally be able to hear songs like this:
performed live in a London city park on a sunny May day. We spent the 12 hours after the festival ended bouncing from bar to bar to nightclub to Chinese restaurant that doesn’t shut til 4am. Finally, just as the sun rose, we found ourselves with nothing to do. Luckily, it was incredibly warm and we spent the rest of the day sunbathing in various parks until our train at half past six. We spent a later Friday night in Kensington at the Institut français du Royaume-Uni‘s second annual ‘My Night With Philosophers’, a twelve-hour, 7pm to 7am philosophy extravaganza with panels, films, lectures, DJs, and wine, but also the most queueing I’ve experiences in a long while.
More recently, I’ve avoided updating here because of a number of very important, non-procrastinating sorts of reasons: my dissertation, flat-hunting, job-seeking, and other tasks that need loads and loads of paperwork. But don’t worry – I’ll be haunting these parts a bit more as the desire to document my last six months in the UK kicks in. Stick around.