Wednesday, November 29, 2006
The fifteen minutes of fame...
I just got a phonecall from the State run radio station RUV, they wanted to interview me about my dissertation. Questions like: "Now you have been writing about this topic for a year and a half...why the heck haven't you finished yet?" and "Why has the state been supporting your silly dissertation?"
OK, so they weren't asking me these questions but rather were genuinly interested in my topic, it's HOT (and why shouldn't it be, it's a friggin' volcanic eruption--they are always hot). So they wanted me to speak on the radio about my diss, but being the perfectionist that I am, I decided that I wasn't ready for such things. I am also terrified of being ridiculed, other scholars sighing and saying: "This girl's a clueless moron who's gotten it all wrong!"
So, I missed my fifteen minutes of fame, but offered the reporter an exclusive in March 2007 when my conclusion has been completed and I actually know what I want to say...
Besides, I seriously need to get the academic terms right you know, I've been writing about this in English and just talking to the reporter guy on the phone made me stutter cuz I couldn't remember simple Icelandic words for terms like Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome..
Jeez, need to re-learn my own mother's tounge...
# posted by Björkin : 2:31 PM
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Wow, this is really cool! I can already see you on the Discovery Channel, in one of their terrifying documentaries on how some natural disaster is going to destroy the world... Hope they're wrong, but would be great to be able to say, 'I know her! I got really drunk with her on a rock in the Scottish sea a few times...'
Those were the days, I utterly miss being drunk and disorderly with you. We'll do it again when we're both rich and famous! I'm totally practising the line: "The end is nigh" for Discovery Channel.
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