Category Archives: On writing about my life with the Karagöz puppets

Back to life, back to reality: On Rumi, writing and tripe (yes, tripe)

Posted on January 13, 2012 by lizcameron

It’s the day after my tenure hearing, and I am feeling relieved. Yes, I have a couple of months to wait for the official letter…but in the meantime, it’s back to life, back to reality.  I have manuscripts to finish, … Continue reading →

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The Karagöz Puppets Attend a Tenure Hearing

Posted on January 12, 2012 by lizcameron

As I prepared to leave the house, wearing from a night without much sleep, thanks to the epic battle between Zenne (nervous Nellie) and Kenne (Queen of Manners).  I noticed that my purse felt a little bit heavy.  I also … Continue reading →

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Unfold your own myth: Words to reflect on before my tenure hearing tomorrow

Posted on January 10, 2012 by lizcameron

The Karagöz puppets (and M.) are being extra nice to me today. My tenure hearing is tomorrow – Wednesday – meaning – my interview with my University’s tenure committee, who are the arbiters of whether I have a job teaching … Continue reading →

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