Posts by Gina Barreca
April 24, 2011, 09:39 PM ET
Practical Tips for Surviving Academic Life, Part 4
March 28, 2011, 01:36 PM ET
6 Easy--and Not So Easy--Pieces of Advice for Grad Students
March 25, 2011, 12:17 PM ET
About the MIT, Women, and 'Unexpected Consequences' Article
March 23, 2011, 10:33 AM ET
Elizabeth Taylor's Early, Unsung Role
January 17, 2011, 06:52 PM ET
What Drives the Mommy Wars?
October 10, 2010, 06:29 PM ET
Snappy Advice From Classic Authors
Packed with frantic passion, psycho ardor, manipulation, betrayal, faux class and, of course, money, money, money, classic works of fiction offer advice galore--if the reader knows the right questions to ask.
Timeless novels are more richly nuanced than television, more carefully plotted than films, and more reliable than mere celebrity-based self-help books.
Most readers already have a relationship to them, but they haven’t yet discovered how to make them into problem-solvers.
We can help.
Like “The Dummy’s Guides” series but for smart people—and based entirely on the writings of great authors while ignoring their usually rather dismal actual lives entirely so as not to muddy to literary waters—the books would be divided into categories.
These categories would include but not be limited to dating, education, weight loss, money management, leadership, friendship, family,...
Read MoreOctober 4, 2010, 03:23 PM ET
Columbia University M.F.A. Professor's E-Mail Goes Viral
Have you read the
letter sent by the Columbia MFA professor to her former
students at the University of South Carolina? You might want to
read it in conjunction with Thomas Benton/William Pannepacker’s
piece in The Chron titled "Why Do
They Hate Us?"
It seems that the two pieces together do a fabulous dance macabre
illustrating the death of the profession in much the same way, for
example, that a set piece from the Cirque de Soleil might
illustrate the death of a planet consumed by its own gas.
Pannapacker, as always, makes provocative points throughout his often-humorous article. I say “provocative” because as of 2:06 on Monday, October 4th, over 113 readers have written comments in response to his assertions that non-academics despise academics. “I can't remember a time when professors, particularly in the humanities and social sciences—already the survivors of a 40-year depression in ...
Read MoreOctober 1, 2010, 11:17 PM ET
Is That The Way, Uh-Huh, Uh-Huh, You Get Nervous?
C'mon, folks. We've known each other long enough now, haven't we, to be honest?
Tell me the truth.
What scares you?
What gives you dreams about showing up to take an exam for which you haven’t studied? Even worse, what gives you nightmares about classes you’re not prepared to teach? What makes your stomach do the elevator-drop? What makes you bite your lip, or your nails, or the bullet?
What, in other words, makes you feel like you’re facing a Real Test?
I'll go first.
Tonight I could have attended my 35th high school reunion. That would count as a pretty big test, right?
But I have another one coming up tomorrow night—and that one, surprisingly enough even for me, has me more worried. That's why I decided to skip the Oceanside High bash down on Long Island, which was, trust me, a pretty scary prospect in and of itself.
But I’m telling the truth when I say I’m more nervous about...
Read MoreSeptember 28, 2010, 06:40 AM ET
Can't Get Out of Your Own Way? Me Neither.

It's one of those days: I can't believe how trapped I feel, how overwhelming every task appears, and how lousy my hair looks. It's all tangled together, of course, this sense of being unequal to the task of making it through the day. Trapped, overwhelmed, and unattractive: The Monday Trifecta. The fact that it isn't even Monday only makes it worse.
And I'm the humor lady, right? The irony isn't lost on me. I'm the one who spends her time talking about how fabulous everything is if only you can only see how the absurdities of life add to—rather than detract from—our lives. Hahaha. Ha.
OK, so let's figure this one out, shall we?
Let's start with the hair. It probably looks no different to anybody except for me, if only because not one person on earth is thinking about the top of my head. So what if I think I make Elsa Lancaster in The Bride of Frankenstein look like she's...
Read MoreSeptember 26, 2010, 11:00 PM ET
Touching Photographs

The dust rose like a bad smell,
getting onto my hands, into my hair,
all over myself. The edges of photographs
crumbled as I touched them. My hands seemed
to hold such power: I chose to look at him,
put her down without even asking names, pick
up this group, ask questions.
Whole lives
are summed up in "He died before he was thirty--
that happened then"
as if we spoke of a hundred
thousand years ago, when animals roamed untamed,
instead of eighty years ago.
Houses still stand where these people were born.
Only one face, a young woman's, stares back at me
as if I'm making trouble.
She is surrounded by infants;
they grow like mushrooms all around her.
Not one smiles. Dressed in white, this was an event
for them; what happened after the photographer
sent them all home? Did the children
tear off clean clothes to run and play
in alleys and backyards? Or was...
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