So it’s the end of Hilary Term here in Oxford and the literature graduates are spending their entire days (and a considerable part of their nights) in the libraries all around the city. I considered myself to be one of the lucky ones, having an almost perfect special subject essay already and thus having two weeks to write my essay for Theory of Literature and Methodology of Criticism. So I thought. Because last week, I asked a really famous philosophy professor, whose lectures on Wittgenstein I’ve been attending this term, whether he wants to have a portrait shoot. So two days later, I’m standing there in Oxford’s philosophy faculty, behind me images of all the great Oxford philosophers of the past, shooting away with my camera – and he asks me to send him my theory essay. The essay that was yet to be written – and indeed, yet to be properly conceptualized!!! That’s why, instead of working two weeks on this essay, I did it in 5 days. And let me tell you, taking on theorists as intelligent as Beardsley, and Searle, and Derrida, who have thought about these issues for years and years before they started publishing is a daunting task in itself. Knowing, that one of the greatest philosophers of our times is about to read whatever your little mind has to say about them, is even worse! Especially, since what you have to say about them lies within the domain that is his speciality…
Nevertheless, 20 minutes ago, I sent the e-mail.
I think, the waiting is inevitable.
But so that you know, who will be reading my essay (and whose scorn awaits me ;) ):