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Blog archives for June, 2013

Archive for June, 2013

Thursday, June 27th, 2013



Tuesday, June 25th, 2013

The planet from whence I come

My home planet


Thursday, June 20th, 2013

This woman is busy

Three conferences/conventions in four weekends make one thus – so this here is the only photo I am bringing you from DFDF. I’ve been to that hotel a number of times now, and yet the Narnia lamps always enchant me all over again. :-)

Also, while I wasn’t looking (see: busy), this website passed 100’000 visitors (and that in 2 years and 2 months)! Thanks for stopping by and reading everyone – no matter if it is here or in syndication elseweb.

Wednesday, June 12th, 2013

The Leap


(click and look at the bigger size – this is one of those photos where size is, indeed, important)

Tuesday, June 11th, 2013

In the Ruins of Civilizations

In the Ruins of Civilizations

So, I have been – rather insistently and in fact, quite rightfully so – informed that I have yet to published more than a blurry photo of a box of books containing copies of In the Ruins of Civilizations (and which was only on twitter). This lack of a post is not due to the fact that I don’t want to write anything about my book, but rather that I always had this vague plan of making a really concise and yet well-written, shiny and comprehensive blog post about it, eclipsing all my other blog posts. Which, yeah … good luck with that. All my precision and conciseness and tweaking of sentences and passages and words and structures and … stuff … seems to go into my academic writing, and when I post to my blog I just … I don’t know … post to my blog? In a more meandering and rambly and slice-of-life kind of way?

(And so much for conciseness, I hear you mumble…).

But, yes, there’s this book. Which is also my PhD. That I wrote. And defended. And that then got published. And came out back in March. And which you most likely missed out on, newswise, as, like I said, all I did was tweet a photo of a box of books, as term had just started and things were reeeally busy and I wanted to make a powerfully eloquent entry.

This is what the back cover has to say about it:

Post-apocalyptic novels tell stories set after a global catastrophe has led to the ‘end of the world’. But only in the rarest of cases does the ‘end of the world’ actually mean the end of the planet (or even of the human race), and it is on what remains after the end of the world that this book focuses on. What is left of the world from ‘before’? How are these remnants depicted and how do survivors interact with them? What influence does the state of the physical world have on these interactions? How are these processes narrated, and on which narrative level?

To answer these questions, In the Ruins of Civilizations concisely covers the history and appeal of apocalyptic and post-apocalyptic tales and then focuses on four post-apocalyptic novels published in the 21st century – Margaret Atwood’s Oryx & Crake, Cormac McCarthy’s The Road, Bernard Beckett’s Genesis, and Robert C. Wilson’s Julian Comstock – a story of 22nd Century America. Its theoretical approach is based on the work of ruin theorists, analyses of the depiction of non-functional objects in literature, ecocriticism, socio-geographical readings of landscapes and wildernesses, as well as on theories of narrative levels, narrative communication and space in narrative. It shows that the interplay between narrative structures, world constructions, corporeal objects and physical realities forms the fundamental embodying locus of post-apocalyptic novels.

It was published by the Wissenschaftlicher Verlag Trier, and if you really want one, you can get a copy there. (I mean, that is, I’d be delighted if you wanted one, but it *is* more a book for the McCarthian scholar and ecocritics and P-A geeks and people interested in ruin theories than for, I don’t know, the fluffy chillaxing afternoon escapist reader).

And that is that – I don’t usually post about my academic writing/life on here much, but here you go.

Tuesday, June 11th, 2013

Parrot Tulip

Parrot Tulip

Sunday, June 9th, 2013

In Bamberg


The Conference I went to last weekend included an excursion to Bamberg (where it did not rain for a whole hour). I took very few photos there, as we were doing the city tour at quite a brisk walk. But I took some, mostly while we stopped and were informed about historical events, and here is one of them. :-) (And, yes, it’s HDR.)

Saturday, June 8th, 2013

Marineschule: Stairs

Marineschule stairs

Monday, June 3rd, 2013

The Week of the Flood


The DGfA conference in Erlangen was a fab mixture of interenting panels & workshops and meeting up with smart and nice and wonderful people, and as it was a work thing and I spent my time doing conference-y things I have almost no photos at all from my time in the south (except for some few ones from Bamberg, to which city a conference excursion was offered – and one or two of Erlangen itself, taken when walking to and fro between locations etc). All those photos, however, are on the flash card in my camera, and will thus show up here, if ever, then at some later date.

For now I bring you two snapshots taken with my phone, from the train, on my way back north. Which, on account of the tremendous amount of flooding that’s taking place in Southern Germany right now (the flood tide in Passau has reached a staggering 12+ meters – too high for the measuring instruments to work any longer), was more of an adventure than I thought it’d be when I booked the train ticket, weeks ago. For a while it looked as if I would not even get out of Erlangen at all, as waters had gotten dangerously close to the tracks on a railway bridge – there were literally no trains arriving in or departing from Erlangen station for about an hour this morning – and then once bridge stability was (I presume) determined as being solid enough for trains to pass over it, my ICE train drove past flooded fields and roads and houses and cities for, literally, hours. The carriage I was in was about 2/3 full, and everyone was looking out the windows and being very very quiet and somber and pensive and also a bit shocked.

I did not take any photos of people standing in their water-logged backyards or on their roofs or on their water-logged cars or … I could have, as we saw them all, but I … you know, sensationalist photography is not something I want to be doing. So here are two photos that show you how close the water was to the train tracks, without making a spectacle of any poor folks affected by the flooding.

(In Flensburg, when I finally made it here at 9pm, and after four days of relentless rain during the conference and this bleak return trip, the sun was shining.)