Sorry to send you a chore!As an undergraduate I majored in history, but as you can imagine, I never take a straight road to a destination. I also signed up for many 'unnecessary' courses in Spanish and German, which opened up some pretty obscure literature for me (though Kleist is not obscure in Germany). It took me an extra 6 months to graduate because of my leisurely stroll through the college.

In graduate school I decided to take comparative literature...put all that Spanish and German to use. My last class, a detailed analysis of Promtheus Unbound for the whole semester!! was my undoing. Plus, I didn't want to take my orals. So I just stopped going to school and gave up the degree.

Fifteen years later I found out I needed to have a masters for permanent teacher's certification. Had to do the whole masters over again--33 credits. This time it was in the humanities with a specialization in literature.

Well, by the time I was finished with that degree, I had read a lot of stuff from all over the world, from just about every time in history. My head is brimming with these references. They won't go away. Kleist is one of these ghosts :)