I am trying to pick courses today for my first year of my master’s. Most of the courses in my first year are chosen for me. In fact, it has come down to one elective. And as I look over the course descriptions, and everything is not exactly what I am interested in reading now, I think about why I came here.
It is okay that things are not as I expected. I have whole year of compulsory courses to get into the swing of how things work. But what these course descriptions help me realize what I am actually interested in, when it comes right down to my essential drives or my passion.
Sure, I believe all the stuff I wrote in my personal statement. I want to analyze the social nature of information, how changes in media effect the way we think, how culture is being threatened (time for a plug: Free Culture Toronto!). I do care about readers and writers and users and collaborations between all of them.
But, deep down, I love the books. I want to shepherd the books. I want to have a big flowing outfit with a long white beard and a shepherds crook. This includes manuscript, printed books and even the lovely little humble little text file (side note, see Textfiles, an archive of the BBS textfile culture). Let the computer join the party.
So when I see courses like “Analytical and Historical Bibliography” I get crazy. “Rare Books and Manuscripts.” Damn, sign me up.
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This entry was posted by Steven Chabot on Wednesday, July 5th, 2006, at 5:14 pm, and was filed in Libraries.
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