Finally. I’m back.
My laptop’s hard drive died three weeks ago (a couple days after my last post). Stone dead. I had to send if off to the nice people at On Track Data Recovery and pay their extortion reasonable fee of #$%@ dollars to get my data back. Silly me hadn’t backed up his files for a few months. Translation: I would have lost half my dissertation, a draft of an article, a ton of reading notes, and all my job search files. For anyone who hasn’t gone through a Ph.D. job search, the latter really hurt (especially since I track what I’ve sent where in spread sheets…). But now, I’ve got my data back. And Apple gave me a brand new laptop. Yay.
Being laptop-less for almost a month taught me how much I rely on this sleek, black machine. Actually, that’s too negative a spin: it taught me how much more productive this machine allows me to be (better, right mrxk?). At times I felt useless without my laptop. I’ve been about as productive in the five days I’ve had it back as the three weeks I went without it…
As far as this blog: posts should begin to pick up again. My job search process is quieting down a bit–I’ve only got about five more applications to send out. Besides that, its a few phone interviews and then MLA. Which means that I’ll actually be able to return my focus to my disseration. Which means I’ll have some material to publish to a blog. To get started, I’ve been reading a lot of interviews with Derrida from later in his life. Here’s a nice selection on how Derrida imagines audience (and the ethical implications of imagining that one can control writing and its reception):
Derridean Method
from “There is No One Narcissism” pp. 199-201Q.: [ … ] you have often repeated that deconstruction is not a method, that there is no “Derridean method.” How, then, is one to take account of your work? How do you evaluate its effects? To whom is your work addressed and, finally, who reads you?
J.D.: By definition, I do not know to whom it is addressed. Or rather yes I do! I have a certain knowledge on this subject, some anticipations, some images, but there is a point at which, no more than anyone who publishes or speaks, I am not assured of the destination. Even if one tried to regulate what one says by one or more possible addressees, using typical profiles, even if one wanted to do that it would not be possible. And I hold that one ought not to try to master this destination.
