I’m hard at work on the PhD thingy. At the moment I’m researching Lewis Carroll’s THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS as well as trying to put the finishing touches to my chapter about attacks of Victorian medievalism.
What I hate?
When I look for a book, and the only two copies I can find are those that belong to the British Library. Not fair! I wanna-a copy of my own!!!! Boohooo.
What I like?
When critics mention a research book I already own. Yessss! (In this case it was the autobiography of Harry Furniss.)