This seems particularly poignant considering my translation course at the moment. I've been looking at 4 translations of the same play; original written in 1891, the first translation 1910, another in 1960, another 1970 and the other from 2007. I expected to find so many more startling differences, but as of yet have found few. It's such a time consuming task reading 4 translations and the original line after line trying to locate meaningful, comment-worthy differences. So, I've abandoned that for now, for some background meaning.
Additionally, I'm rather stressed with money and it is causing me to panic and feel somewhat breathless and anxious if I think about it; it's making me feel ill. So I'm trying to not think about it. On a minor plus, no money means I'm eating less!
All I've had today is one and half bowls of cornflakes and pasta in a mug. Tea will be noodles.
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