December 4, 2011

December 4, 2011

Less than one week left. 

Writingwritingwriting/editingeditingediting.

And the weekend of Christmas lights!  

Michigan Avenue is beautiful.  And last night I went to Zoo Lights.  Lincoln Park Zoo had lights on basically every tree and everything was decorated.  There was even a guy carving ice sculptures.  

But less than on week left. =/

November 10, 2011
My own personal carrel/my second house.

My own personal carrel/my second house.

November 4, 2011
NOOOOvember.

November has hit, the cold part of fall has officially set in, the trees are just about bare, and all I can say is “no thank you.”  I have just a little over a month left in Chicago (three weeks left until my final presentation, oh dear), and I’m left standing here wondering where all the time went.  

Actually I’m sitting here, in my favorite breakfast spot, eating a pumpkin spice muffin (I eat breakfast now.  Changes!) and sipping hot chocolate (some things don’t change) preparing for a presentation for ACM program representatives from all the ACM schools.  A little bit intimidating in the sense that talking in front of people is always intimidating, but I don’t feel nervous like I would have a few months ago.  At this point I could pretty much sit and talk about my topic for an hour if I had to.  

Which reminds me that I never mentioned what I’ve been researching here for two months.  It’s evolved significantly from the start (I didn’t settle into my final project until about last week…and I’m still trying to suss out the details, unfortunately).  I’ll be looking extensively at New Orleans in the imagination during the nineteenth century, particularly in literature.  My paper will be structured into three parts:  the antebellum, the Civil War, and Reconstruction.  I’ll be tracing how the myth of New Orleans evolved and what authors portrayed in their representations of the city during each time period.  Some of the authors I’m looking at are Lydia Maria Child, Walt Whitman, Mark Twain, J.W. De Forest, and Lafcadio Hearn.  I’ll be comparing their accounts with letters, diaries, memoirs and travel narratives by visitors and New Orleanians in the 1800s.  And that’s my topic in one minute or less.  

I haven’t had time to go too many places lately because of research, but I did visit Wicker Park, which is a neighborhood saved from degradation by hipsters.  They moved in and converted the area into everything hipsters love, like coffee shops, hat shops, thrift stores, bookstores and irony.  Example:  The Boring Store.  It has multiple signs all over it talking about how they sell basic necessities and how it is definitely not a secret agent shop.  We went in.  It was a secret agent shop.  Welcome to Wicker Park. 

I spent Halloween afternoon in Pilsen, the Mexican neighborhood.  We hoped to look at the National Museum of Mexican Art for one of the best Day of the Dead (Pan de Muerto?) exhibits anywhere.  But they were closed on Mondays.  So instead we walked around a bit and looked at the decorations and saw a lot of happy, sugar-high kids running around in costumes, which was pretty fun, too.  

And now my breakfast is gone, and there’s too much work to be done at the Newberry.  Because it’s November already.  Time’s flying, people.  

October 23, 2011
The Week of Firsts

Living in Chicago has been living in a constant succession of new experiences.  But this week has been especially full of them.  Here’s a breakdown:

The food:

- Vietnamese! I had a chicken/egg roll/noodles/vegetable dish, and I’m not sure what it was, but it was cheap and delicious.  It’s in a neighborhood devoted to Vietnamese restaurants, so how could it be bad?

- Lebanese!  Probably up there as one of my favorite meals since I came to Chicago.  I had a chicken and rice dish with hummus and pita and then salad.  It didn’t hurt that I was sitting outside on the streets of Oldtown during a beautiful Saturday.

- Dim sum?  It’s some type of Chinese food that’s served in bite-sized portions.  It gets filed in the “just OK” cabinet, but I’m still really happy to have tried it.

The drinks:

- I have finally had my first sip of coffee.  It was Arabic coffee from the Lebanese restaurant.  I’m not sure how I feel about coffee yet.  

- Tea.  I haven’t had legitimate tea before.  I think it was green tea, but I’m not sure.  It was served at the dim sum place.  I was pleasantly surprised.  Tea is on my list of things to try  more of.  

The places:

- Chinatown!  Not only did I visit Chinatown in Chicago for the first time, but I visited my first Chinatown ever for the first time.  It’s really what you think it’s going to be, but in a good way.  A lot of jammed knick-knack stores and restaurants.  

- A bookstore!  I can’t remember the name but it was right by Wrigley Field.  It’s actually my first used bookstore in Chicago, so that makes it kind of special.  And even though it was pretty small, it had a fantastic selection.  I found a collection of poems from my favorite poet, who isn’t really in print anymore. 

Nothing but great life choices.  

Edit:  Add to this list that I took the bus by myself for the first time tonight.  I’m an adult.

October 19, 2011

For the curious, this basically sums up what I’m doing here.  (See me around the 5 min. mark…)

October 17, 2011
The Day I Got a Chicago Library Card, and Other Business.

Today was the day I went on one of my first solo adventures since coming to Chicago.  It started with taking the red line down to the Harold Washington Library.  

Quick interruption of the narrative for some nerd facts about the Harold Washington!  It’s the central branch of the Chicago public libraries, located in the middle of the Loop (the center of downtown).  It’s the largest public library in the world at 756,640 square feet, and the roof is adorned with massive owls, for whatever reason.  It’s 10 stories tall and impossible to miss, but somehow I still went the wrong direction for almost a block when I got off the L.  

So anyway!  My John Green/Benjamin Alire Saenz talk was at 6 and the doors opened at 5, so I got to the library early so that I could finally get a library card, which I’ve been talking about since before I got to Chicago.  The whole ordeal took about three minutes and I am now the proud owner of an official Chicago library card.  It’s probably the least-fancy library card I’ve ever seen, but it’s mine.  Not long after, I went to wait in the slowly growing line of people waiting to get into the auditorium.  

And here the power of purple Converse led me to bond with the girl I was next to in line, as we were wearing matching shoes.  From there we were able to converse (pun not intended, but appreciated) nonstop about the many things we seemed to have in common.

I’m just realizing now that I haven’t explained who John Green is, or why we care, or why any of this is awesome.  So another break for facts.  The author talk that I attended is part of a series called “One Book, One Chicago,” which in-depth explores a book throughout the fall that in some way relates to Chicago.  This year the book is The Adventures of Augie March by Saul Bellow.  I have only read the first chapter of this book for a class, so I can’t say much about it.  But Green and Saenz can, both being young adult authors. So they were brought in to discuss the book and relate it to their experiences writing about and exploring young adult issues.  Donna Seaman led the conversation with prompts, which Green and Saenz mulled over.

I had never heard of Saenz before I heard about this event, but I am an avid John Green fan as of this summer.  He has written books such as Looking for Alaska and Paper Towns, which are both intelligent, insightful, funny and unlike most young adult novels, wholly original.  In addition he is also well-known for being half of a popular YouTube show, the vlogbrothers.  (Mama and Nick:  Remember the guy who made the Singamajig symphony video.  That’s John Green.) Basically John and his brother Hank have a channel in which they separately post videos tri-weekly.  They talk to each other, educate, humor and basically just do random and fantastic things.  Green fans are called “Nerdfighters” (if you’re asking yourself if this is real life, the answer is yes.  Embrace it.) and their goal is to “decrease the level of suck” in the world, as proclaimed by the Green brothers themselves.  I recognize this all sounds kind of ridiculous, but unlike most of YouTube, it isn’t all just nonsense…both brothers are very well-educated.  Ok, more background than you ever needed to know.  Continue.

So when I went to this event alone, I wasn’t even remotely worried because I knew that these would be my people.  And I was right.  I could easily relate to purple-Converse girl because she liked John Green, and if she was into the vlogbrothers, she was probably into an entire category of nerdy things in the same realm (i.e. Harry Potter).  While we were sitting in the auditorium waiting for the show to start, a couple of girls who were next to us for a while finally turn and ask “are you Nerdfighters?” which just goes to show how absurd the entire movement is.  Because never did I think I would hear that question.  But yes, we were.  And so I was able to bond with even more people.  Come to find out, by the way, that purple-Converse girl and these two girls recognized one another from…randomly following each other on Tumblr.  Small world, Chicago.  But wait, it gets smaller.  While we were talking I mentioned I go to Olaf and one of the girls responded that she was going to visit Olaf this weekend on a prospective student tour.  So that happened.  

And then Saenz and Green talked, and even though I know nothing about Augie March, they still had a lot of great insights into not only writing but general life itself.  Of course everything John Green said was fantastic, but I was really pleasantly surprised by Saenz.  He was an ordained Catholic priest who left the priesthood (but not the Church) to become a writer.  ”This [writing] is my theology.  This is my philosophy,” he said.  He also stated his belief that “Literature and art shape a culture of people,” and that literature and art were necessary, not excess, entities to a people.  His words really reminded me of my favorite quote by an amazing and underrated poetess named Muriel Rukeyser:  ”The universe is made of stories, not of atoms.”  

I could write more about the type of material they discussed but this is already excessively long.  I will say one more quote by Saenz, however, which was this: “Chicago is The Great American City.”  

Yes.  Yes it is.

October 16, 2011
Also…

Tonight at the Green Mill, Amber Tamblyn was one of the features (think Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants).  I had no idea she wrote poetry in addition to acting, but she’s actually a very talented poetess.  I have a lot more respect for her. 

I love all of the random and amazing things I’ve seen/done here that I never would have imagined in a million years of daydreaming.    

October 14, 2011

Who gets to see John Green (with Benjamin Alire Saenz and Donna Seaman) speak for free at Harold Washington Library next Monday??  

This girl. Reason #3576 why Chicago rocks.  

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October 14, 2011
Blogs: Easier Said Than Done.

I think the best way to sum up my life the past few weeks is this:

Chicago has exceeded my expectations at every turn.  

What you’ve missed (in no particular order):

- The library.  Always the library.  I’ve gotten to look at a ton of early American manuscripts, like Civil War journals/letters and a travel diary from 1808) for my project.  Not to mention a beautiful fifteenth century illuminated epic, just for fun. 

- My birthday!  I’m twenty-one.  Getting older officially stops being cool now.

- Field trip to the Pullman neighborhood.  It was a “utopia”-esque neighborhood built by a railroad tycoon (Pullman) where his workers could live for a substance-free, family-friendly environment.  Notice I didn’t say it was cost-friendly.  For more information, wiki it.  Today people still live in the neighborhood but largely try to preserve the outside so that it resembles Pullman’s vision.  The fun part is that it’s in very South Chicago, so I’ve pretty much traveled the span of the city from north to south now.

- Northwestern.  I visited the campus and its town (Evanston).  It’s the most beautiful college I have ever seen.  I had severe campus envy.  

- I’m cooking now.  I won’t say it’s going well.  I’m currently on the hunt for manageable recipes.

- Oldtown.  It’s a really great, family-oriented neighborhood north of where I live.  I’ve picked out my future home there.   I say every neighborhood I visit is my favorite, but this one is definitely up there.  

- Fall in Chicago.  The leaves changing makes everything ten times more beautiful than it would be normally.

- The Green Mill.  It’s a classic cocktail lounge, historically frequented by people like Al Capone, which has the best atmosphere ever.  I went there to watch slam poetry.  The founder of the slam poetry movement, Marc Smith, hosts the show at the Green Mill every week.  There’s a jazz band that improvs behind both Marc and poets who do open mic.  The show was really inspiring.  And part of the charm of the Green Mill is that it’s a really honest space.  If somebody’s poetry is bad or too long, people will start yelling out or banging on the tables.  If you haven’t heard slam poetry, I’m having a hard time trying to find the words to describe it.  I highly recommend the experience, though.  

- Lincoln Park!  Yesterday, which was a really warm day, I went to study in Lincoln Park, and quickly got distracted by the Lincoln Park Zoo.  The zoo is free admission and included a wide variety of animals.  I can’t say much for the quality of the space in which the animals lived.  But it was a zoo.  The park itself is just really peaceful; I appreciated being surrounded by trees and instead of high-rise buildings.  I’m noticing a trend in which I call everything beautiful here, but really…this park was beautiful.  A perfect way to enjoy our potential last nice day of the season.

I can’t think of anywhere else major that I went.  Just…really.  The library.  Let there be no doubt that although I am having the most fantastic semester in Chicago, I work a lot.  The trick has been trying to find the right balance between responsibility and fun.  I think I’m succeeding.

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