Beth Lattin in Forbes
Alumna Beth Lattin (’08) has a piece in Forbes about graduate school, debt, and planning for the future in uncertain economic times. Check it out!
Alumna Beth Lattin (’08) has a piece in Forbes about graduate school, debt, and planning for the future in uncertain economic times. Check it out!
Matt Fullerty, a graduate of our doctoral program, writes that he has won an unpublished novel competition. All the details are at the Bookhabit website, which includes a review of the novel by Geoff Cush and a link to an interview. The novel is called THE PRIDE AND THE SORROW and was sent to UK…
GW’s inaugural British Council Writer in Residence Nadeem Aslam’s newest novel, The Wasted Vigil has just been released. Mr. Aslam read from the novel at the numerous events that the English department hosted to celebrate his residency, and I, like many of those I talked to, was greatly impressed by his reading of the first…
English Departmental Annual Report Form (AY 06-07)Prepared by Jeffrey J. Cohen, Chair Major Accomplishments This academic year marked a profound moment of change for the English Department. Senior faculty who had long run the department (and had run it very well) saw the results of some canny hiring in the past as new faculty stepped…
Check out “Set in Stone: Abraham Lincoln and the Politics of Memory” in this week’s New Yorker (October 13 2008). A review of Looking for Lincoln, the essay is also a meditation upon “the first [president] with a psychology, a delicate mental makeup that suggested itself to anyone who saw his picture in a newspaper,…
A Special Alumni EventPlease join the English Department for a panel discussion on “Literature in a Global Age,” the past and future of writing in English. A panel of authors and critics will lead a lively discussion of literature familiar and new, exploring the art that happens when cultures meet — and clash. The panel…
Jane Shore recommended this poem by W. D. Snodgrass, written in 1959. April Inventory The green catalpa tree has turnedAll white; the cherry blossoms once more.In one whole year I haven’t learnedA blessed thing they pay you for.The blossoms snow down in my hair;The trees and I will soon be bare. The trees have more…