Normally I don’t see my teaching as an interruption to my “real work”. After all, small regional university? We’re here to teach. But today, dangit!, I was in the groove this morning, utterly focused on my research and writing. Dug into Rowley’s When You See Me, You Know Me (a 1605 play about the early Tudors) for more delicious Jane Seymour goodness. Had fun pulling together other interesting implications from Henry VIII’s will and funeral services. Add to my joy when I realized that I could purchase a PDF of the entire will in manuscript form from The National Archives Documents Online service. £3.50 per image (or what they define as image — the entirety of Henry’s will counts as one image by their accounting).
Adding in material from these sources really built up my analysis so that I can argue for the survival of a popular conception of Queen Jane in Tudor memory and do it more convincingly with sources that run the gamut from visual to musical and beyond. It’s really exciting.
But, theres always a rub. Soon the clock was showing 11:20. Class started at 11:30, ack! What do you mean I had to break away from my paper and teach a tutorial on the Rule of St. Benedict? No fair! It was actually a pretty good tutorial, but my heart was back here in my research.
Now I have to accede to another break, this time to finish marking my senior students’ progress reports. Then there’s the evening seminar class, itself. Somehow I can’t stop considering those tasks resentfully as I listen to the siren call of my research materials. Even blogging’s a distraction (though I’m doing it in between downloading student progress report files). Once the paper’s done (tomorrow), I hope to be comfortable again. At least until the next research bug bites!