So, I feel if I keep the origins of the name of my blog a secret I will be lying to you all.
But, I also feel if I tell you I will seem like a pretentious douche. This seems to be a problem I have a lot.
I shall explain anyway, I suppose. I took the name from A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, by James Joyce. I mostly chose it because I like the idea of a blog as explaining "the scholastic quidditas, the whatness of a thing." (I can't help feeling like I need a parenthetical citation after that. This worries me.)
That's not the whole story though. Joyce has introduced to me a new category of novels: those that I hate so much, but love so much as well. My copy has all of these handwritten notes in them and highlights, so it feels a little like a stressful kind of home. I know that when I reread it later on and actually understand all the things I'm missing now and it will be even better.
So, in closing, I'm like... a huge mega geek.
And that's part of my quidditas.
Kate
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i enjoy this. i enjoy you. you make me want to read. i miss you.
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