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Discussing Mrs Dalloway in my 20th century fiction class, I caught myself saying, “Septimus could possibly be playing a surrealistic role through his madness and hence his unawareness.” And that, “the celebration of industrialization––from when Mrs Dalloway walks out of her home into the streets, to Peter’s thoughts on the ambulance that was rushing Septimus to the hospital––could be an indication of futurism.” And that, “Woolf’s repeated mockery of proportion, especially in describing the doctor’s thoughts and categorizing what is sane and insane, suggests a tongue poking at neoclassicism.” And, “of course there is plenty of romanticism pertaining to the celebration of the individualistic mind.”

The coolest thing is that I knew nada about all these -isms except romanticism and neoclassicism. I am so happy to have enrolled in my Manifesto class! The one thing I knew going in is that I would learn something. Prof. Welish, whom I had during my first semester and through whom I learned so much, always teaches you something. The other thing I love about her classes is that I almost never have to buy a single text book. She seems to understand that most English students are not wealthy, and I, who have not a penny to my name, totally appreciate not spending more than I have to and actually learning so much more. Hashtag win!
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Jane