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"Salty." (Scott McLemee)
"Unvarnished." (Phi Beta Cons)
"Splendidly splenetic." (Culture Industry)
"Except for University Diaries, most academic blogs are tedious."
(Rate Your Students)
"I think of Soltan as the Maureen Dowd of the blogosphere,
except that Maureen Dowd is kind of a wrecking ball of a writer,
and Soltan isn't. For the life of me, I can't figure out her
politics, but she's pretty fabulous, so who gives a damn?"
(Tenured Radical)

Tuesday, November 16, 2004

WHAT DID UD DO?


UD, as you know, has gone from never checking her blog's usage to checking it with mad abandon. So she notes that suddenly, a couple of days ago, her readership went through the roof. And yet there was nothing really special in UD's recent posts...

The only unusual thing UD did while her traffic exploded was spend a weekend in the Virginia countryside with friends. They didn't have a computer in their cabin in the woods, so UD neither wrote in nor thought much about la blogue.

Obviously, something UD did in the Shenandoah Valley caused this groundswell. Was it her stroll through the outdoor stone chapel at Orkney Springs, an old Episcopal retreat? Her visit to a golf resort? Her fevered debate with her friends about the future of Israel, the worth of John Rawls, and how strong a British accent one of her friends has retained after decades of life in the US?

Perhaps it was UD's embarrassing misquotation of Jonathan Swift, when, thinking to impress her friends, she said, "Well, you remember Swift's lines -- 'Stella, Stella, Stella, shits.'"

"Er, no, UD," one of her friends corrected her. "Maybe you learned the Tennessee Williams version. It goes 'Celia, Celia, Celia shits.'"