I just found out that Eve Kosofsky Sedgwick died Sunday night. what I didn't know was that she had been battling cancer all this time; for some reason I thought that she was in remission.
she was very nice to me when she came to speak at Berkeley. that's all I can really say about her: in the brief conversation I had with her she seemed human to a degree that is very rare in the academy.
she was only 58.
this shit is getting scary. I need to be writing. I've just about had it with trying to "make a living." it's completely extraneous to what I'm here for.
rats.
she was very nice to me when she came to speak at Berkeley. that's all I can really say about her: in the brief conversation I had with her she seemed human to a degree that is very rare in the academy.
she was only 58.
this shit is getting scary. I need to be writing. I've just about had it with trying to "make a living." it's completely extraneous to what I'm here for.
rats.
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I had that same thought, too, about writing & time.
I heard her read once at a Kathy Acker conference at NYU--she didn't give a paper, just read something by Acker. (There were some other art/writer celebs who participated that way, but she was the only academic who did.) It seemed very kind & modest of her.
Sometimes I thought I was "over" her work. Arrogance of grad students. I'm so indebted to her I don't know how to say it.