I'm sorry to write a mass email about something    as important as this, but I thought that it would be dishonest of me to    pretend that you were all getting an individual email, and you would all see    through it pretty quickly anyway. (Although in saying that it is 'important' I    effortlessly elide importance to me with importance to you, which might not be    valid...) So there follows a rather disorganised set of impressions about my    visit to Stanford last weekend.
With much love to all of    you,
xxx
On Thursday and Friday I went to visit Stanford. From    the visit, I liked what I saw a lot. The campus is very big indeed, and built    in a sort of faux-antique hispanic style. The library is enormous and has    around 8 million holdings, including a lot of early printed books in the    eighteenth-century. On Thursday we were greeted with breakfast and talks from    the Director if Grad Admissions, who congratulated us on making the 4%    admission rate, and the Director of Grad Studies and the head of the    department, both of whom evangelised about the programme. We were encouraged    to mingle with other admitted candidates, many of whom are, or were still    making decisions, largely between and Stanford and one of NYU, Columbia,    Virginia and Yale. The other candidates are between 22 and 36, though mostly    around 25/6, so I'm at the younger end of students. They are specialising    across literary history, but clustered mainly in Medieval, C18th, and modern    literatures. It reflects the strength of C18th lit at Stanford that though it    is a more marginal area than most, 4 of the admitted students had chosen it as    their focus.
We were taken to lunch at the faculty club, with current    grad students and faculty members. I then had office hours meetings with    professors in my area (Professor Blakey Vermeule, C18th Lit, Prof Ursula    Heise, Theory and Urban Lit). There was then a class on Romantic poetics with    other grad students, who were really impressive. We were taken out for dinner    in the evening by the grad students at the faculty's expense. They seem    genuinely happy with the programme - extremely well-funded, intellectually    stimulated and fulfilled people who were content with the choice that they'd    made. No-one pretended, of course, that the workload was anything other than    very strenuous, but they did say that Stanford did absolutely everything in    its power to make sure that nothing got in the way of students doing their    work.
The next day we had breakfast and another class, this one on the    history and theory of the novel with Professor Franco Moretti, who is one of    stanford's biggest names and a truly inspirational theory. I haven't even    really studied the novel and it found it very exciting; I'd love to take    classes with him. Then there were more office hours, in which I met with two    more professors in C18th Lit, Prof John Bender and Prof Terry Castle, both of    whom had a lot of upbeat things to say about Stanford (as you would expect)    and who were very positive about my admission. After lunch there was a tour of    the library for a few hours and then tours of the enormous campus. After that    we were driven into San Francisco by the grad students, which was a 35-40    minute drive, and taken out for dinner (so much eating!) at a Tapas    restaurant. she came along and got to meet my fellow prospectives. At    about 10.30 or so I was absolutely exhausted and we went home.
All of    this is just to say that I really enjoyed my visit there, and found the    graduate students at Stanford to be very, very smart and just as friendly.    They have said, also, that they will look into seeing whether they can    reimburse me for any of my air fares - so we'll see about that. The atmosphere    there was so un-English-ly content as to be almost jarring; the faculty, staff    and students all seem uncomplicatedly pleased to be in their huge red    sandstone buildings, surrounded by their Rodin sculpture garden. The    university's wealth is sort of staggering - I think that their endowment is in    the region of $20bn. Which is, presumably, why they can afford to pay their    english grad students so well.
I did ask some grad students, once the    shine has come off your experience at Stanford, maybe after a few years, and    the inevitable jading and cynicism has begun to set in as it does at any    institution, what criticisms are typically levelled, and what complaints made?    The response was that the dissatisfactions that people feel owe more to the    actual process of writing a doctorate ("It's hard! And can be lonely!") rather    than inhering in the institution itself, which, more than anything else, made    me look forward to started classes there in September.
(Oh, and XXX, I met that girl that you didn't like at the NYU w/e. Stanford has    just lost Seth Lerer, so it is more likely that she'll be in your cohort than    mine. Ha!)
xxxx
9.4.08
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