Category Archives: Visits from 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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Kenne and Zenne keep me up all night

Posted on January 11, 2012 by lizcameron

It was about 2:45 a.m.  That in-between, nether-hour of insomniac hell.  It is, as a matter of fact, the beginning of the third part of the day for insomniacs – you know – day, night and in-between.  I had been … Continue reading →

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