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My First Week of the Fall Semseter

I don't remember if I mentioned it or not, but I had to drop my creative writing class this semester and register for something that better fit my schedule.  I ended up in a British Literature to 1800: Medieval Women and Literature course.  While there's a teeny, tiny part of me that is excited to learn more about this particular era, there's a much larger part of me that is freaking out over the amount of reading I'm going have to do over the next fourteen weeks.

To start with I had to purchase nine books.

 The Trotula: An English Translation of the Medieval Compendium of Women's Medicine (The Middle Ages Series) The Book of Margery Kempe (TEAMS Middle English Texts) The Lais of Marie de France The Letters of Abelard and Heloise The Treasure of the City of Ladies (Penguin Classics) The Judith Butler Reader Women's Secrets: A Translation of Pseudo-Albertus Magnus's De Secretis Mulierum With Commentaries (S U N Y Series in Medieval Studies) Mother of God: A History of the Virgin Mary Medieval English Prose for Women: Selections from the Katherine Group and Ancrene Wisse (Clarendon Paperbacks)

As you can see, there's some variety here.  We have fiction, non-fiction, theory, and history.

Our first week has started out with The Trotula: An English Translation of the Medieval Compendium of Women's Medicine, a chapter from The Judith Butler Reader, and a scholarly article in PDF form.  Since I was not technically enrolled until Tuesday, I had very little time to get this reading done before our first class session, which meets tonight.

I'm hoping my speed reading serves me well.

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