Jess Goodman

@goodmanjess.bsky.social

Associate Prof in French at St Catz, Oxford. Works on imagination, posterity, death, self-fashioning, theatre in C18. Mother of 4yo & 7yo. Views my own.

I have just read my whole book. Which means I have a whole book. (still awful notes). Not QUITE ready to submit the MS by Easter as I had hoped (see above re: notes), but I'm pretty pleased!!!

Three working days til Easter hols. Only the intro to draft: just need to turn about 5000 words of notes into prose then the WHOLE THING will exist as a document. School drop off. Deal with Monday am emails. Settle down to write. 11am, phone rings. School. 4 y.o. has suspected ear infection. Noooo.

I have 76,000 words in 6 chapters which I have now reworked into something vaguely coherent following the reading of AMAZING colleagues, and though I still have to write a conclusion and introduction, and there are (MANY HORRENDOUS) notes to sort out, I finally feel as if this is actually A Book.

7 y.o. reading out random phrases from ancient French phrase book for me. "j'ai une cartouche de cigarettes à déclarer. C'est pour mon usage personnel." "Pouvez-vous changer mes chèques de voyage en francs suisses....?"

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Today I finished a (very bad) first draft of the final chapter of The Book. There is a LONG way to go (intro, conclusion, much redrafting, sorting out the horrendous mess that is my footnotes), but this still feels like a milestone.

Cried when I dropped each of my children off for first day or nursery (2019, 2022). Cried today on dropping little one off for the last time, before school in Sept. Will doubtless cry then too. Luckily most of these occasions are in weather where sunglasses are (just about) acceptable!

Today was an INCREDIBLY early start for my first flight since pre-pandemic and first solo trip abroad since pre-children (2018!!!!). Off to Berlin to talk about the fragmented career trajectories of female artists and authors.

The hill I will die on is the hyphenation of eighteenth century (or any other century) when used as an adjective. Brought to you from mid-Finals marking frustration as I systematically circle this error even though the students are never going to see the scripts.

Teaching DONE for the academic year. Only an outreach session, committee meeting, end of year report meetings, finals scripts, and two last-minute conference papers (Bristol and Berlin) to deal with until I can get back to The Book.

Reaching crunch time for deliveries where a package arriving at any one moment could be a) cheese/alcohol for 40th party, b) unicorns (etc) for 4 y.o. bday, c) tiles/fittings for bathroom refurb. Apologies if we serve you unicorns or grout on Saturday....