I'M A SMITH GIRL NOW!

View Haven House (Yellow House
in background) and Paradise Pond

On 29 September 1950, Sylvia Plath wrote to her mother, "I'M A SMITH GIRL NOW" (Letters Home 48). Well, I'm a Smith girl now too. Um...err...

Karen Kukil is teaching an interterm course at Smith College this week entitled "Editing Sylvia Plath's Correspondence." The course description is...

"This course will teach students how to edit correspondence. Focusing on the Sylvia Plath Collection in the Mortimer Rare Book Room, students will read and edit Plath's unpublished letters. Technical aspects related to the editing of a text will be discussed, including transcription and emendation. Plath's poetry and prose manuscripts, journals, annotated library, and other biographical material will also be considered during the course, as well as her papers in the Smith College Archives. Each student will be required to transcribe and edit one letter from the Sylvia Plath Collection. Whenever possible, footnotes will be based upon primary sources."

I will be auditing the course in the afternoons and spending time in the mornings in the archive with the Plath collection. I will try to report back each day as I did when I was at Indiana in January 2010 (see posts for 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, and 16 January). One of the things I am working on will involve studying drafts of The Bell Jar for a paper I hope to publish in Plath Profiles 5 this summer. For the rest of the time, who knows!

Famous Quotes of Sylvia Plath

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Sylvia Plath and McLean Hospital

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