Category Archives: Visits from the Karagöz puppets

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


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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Writamatrix and Hacıyatmaz: On the rote hard labor and love of writing


Well, it’s been a week – ok – more than a week – of writing on – stories.  The puppets that drive the blog have had laryngitis, you see.  They have been tracking Kourtney Kardashian’s advice for tea with ginger, … Continue reading

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Stories make the world go round – or – where the Karagöz puppets came from


Yesterday, I wrote about Elif Şafak‘s words on the importance of stories – on breaking down walls, expanding circles and enjoying in the overlapping of those circles.  Although you wouldn’t know it from my current profession, a professor of statistics, research … Continue reading

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