A return to Paris, though at the moment I’m working at a place that’s new to me—the Bibliothèque de l’École nationale des chartes. It’s terrifically atmospheric, with that delicious smell of old books and every floorboard creaking underfoot. I could do without that climb all the way up to the very top shelf to retrieve books, though—I’m not afraid of heights, but it’s rather difficult to trust a rickety ladder leaning up against a very old bookcase when you’re six or seven metres off the ground. These are the unexpected adrenaline rushes that come with historical research, I suppose.
Making Women Matter, One Medieval Manuscript at a Time
Beautiful — definitely a place for smart folks 🙂
And I love your site!
It is! And yet somehow they’re letting me in anyway 😉
Thank you so much, Noaquia! I hope that the beginning of the semester is treating you well.