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Research ideas for bored students

The evolution of national identity in the country of your interest (ancient or modern)

The influence of paganism on christianity in Ireland and Scotland.

The impact that fairy beleif had on the Scottish witch hunts.

How fashion was influenced by the second world war.

The differences between and evolution of first, second and third wave feminism.

The impact the post-modern globalism has had on human rights.

Depictions of homosexuality in the ancient world (are there similarities/differences between nations?)

The evolution of tavern and drinking cultue in England, Scotland and the Netherlands.

The portrayal of women in early-modern English ballads.

The use of certain tunes or melodies in E.M. English ballads.

Portrayals of the devil in E.M. English ballads.

The difference between collective memory and historical facts (war is a time when our memories are often romanticised).

Fashion in the Elizabethan era and how it changed after.

The evolution of pens and writing materials

Historical methods of making paint/paint thinners.

Men in the early-modern witch hunts.

Differences between old world and new world witch hunts.

The use of torture in witch trials and the laws regarding torture (differences between countries)?

The use of salt as currency.

Depictions of intoxiication in ancient art.

How ancient societies viewed drinking and how they drank.

The lives of great poets.

The decline of the latin language.

The English civil war during the 17 century.

The relationship between ancient Celts and the Romans.

Religious symbolism in early modern art.

The history and evolution of marriage.

“In Praise of Folly,” by Desiderius Erasmus

The Protestant Reformation and/or the resulting split of protestantism (calvinism, lutheranism, anabaptists, etc.)

The history of Christmas in the new world.

Add your own in the comments!

oh to wear dark turtlenecks and oversized blazers, consume unhealthy amounts of coffee, study during rainy nights whilst the moon stares at you, go to long lost ruins of old castles with your friends and make poetry about your secret lover

I want soft things. Soft things that are the same time dark. Like victorian dark, not morbid dark. I want to recieve mail. I want to wear soft socks. I want to live and work in a library all day. I want to know a library like the back of my hand. I want to be left alone but I also want to be noticed. I want to cram books in a bookshelf that cannot take more. Then because the bookshelf is full, I want to line books by the bed. Then the study table. Then the window. I want to walk in the mornings across mossy dewy cemeteries. I want my bag to be heavy with books. And a diary with messy writing. I want to press leaves between pages and find them years later. I want to wear flannel. And soft sweaters. I want to visit art galleries, museums. Antique stores. I want to fill my apartment with wooden furniture. I want plants. I want tea in the evening in my balcony as the sun sets and the city turns pink. I want to stand in the sun, taking in the morning light.

Cultural Dark Academia

After my last post about the lack of representation in academia, I felt it neccessary to provide some examples of what I’m talking about. Obviously there are more countries in the world than I can list and provide books for, so for a quick list this is what I got. !! Keep researching !! If you have any more books by POC please reply them !! If a country isn’t listed, that doesn’t mean it’s not important, this is just what I could get together real quick. If I made any mistakes, please let me know, we’re all learning. We need to help each other end eurocentrism in academia, so value representation and educate yourselves 💓💓💓

Chinese:

The Art of War by Sun Tzu

The Dream of the Red Chamber

The Water Margin

Romance of the Three Kingdoms

The Journey to the West

The Scholars

The Peony Pavilion

Border Town by Congwen Shen

Half of Man is Woman by Zhang Xianliang

To Live by Yu Hua

Ten Years of Madness by agent Jicai

The Field of Life and Death & Tales of Hulan River by Xiao Hong

Japanese:

A Personal Matter by Kenzaburo Oë

Pakistani:

Moth Smoke by Mohsin Hamid

How to Get Filthy Rich in Rising Asia by Mohsin Hamid

Ghulam Bagh by Mirza Athar Baig

Masterpieces of Urdu Nazm by K. C. Kanda

Irani/Persian:

Rooftops of Tehran by Mahbod Seraji

Savushun by Simin Daneshvar

Anything by Rumi

The Book of Kings by Ferdowsi

The Rubiyat by Omar Khayyam

Shahnameh (translation by Dick Davis)

Afghan:

Earth and Ashes by Atiq Rahimi

A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini

Indian:

The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy

Aithihyamala, Garland of Legends by Kottarathil Sankunni

The Gameworld Trilogy by Samir Basu

Filipino:

Twice Blessed by Ninotchka Rosca

The Last Time I Saw Mother by Arlene J. Chai

Brazilian:

Night at the Tavern by Álvares de Azevedo

The Seven by André Vianco

Don Casmurro by Machado de Assis

Colombian:

Chronicle of a Death Foretold by Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Delirio by Laura Restrepo

¡Que viva la música! by Andrés Caicedo

The Sound of Things Falling by Jim Gabriel Vásquez

Mexican:

Bless Me, Ultima by Rudolf Anaya

Adonis Garcia/El Vampiro de la Colonia Roma by Luis Zapata

El Complot Mongol by Rafael Bernal

Egyptian:

The Cairo Trilogy by Nahuib Mahfouz

The Book of the Dead

Nigerian:

Rosewater by Tade Thompson

Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe

Malian:

The Epic of Sundiata

Senegalese:

Poetry of Senghor

Native American:

The Inconvenient Indian by Thomas King

Starlight by Richard Wagamese

Almanac of the Dead by L. Silko

Fools Crow by James Welch

Australian Aborigine:

Dark Emu by Bruce Pascoe

First Footprints by Scott Cane

My Place by Sally Morgan

American//Modern:

Real Life by Brandon Taylor

Namesake by Jhumpa Lahiri

The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas

The Poet X by Elizabeth Acevedo

Internment by Samir’s Ahmed

Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurtson

Rivers of London Series by Ben Aaronovitch

What the houses remind me off

Gryffindor: cold nights, rocks, watching the sunset, red lipstick, leather jackets, motorcycles, croissants, light dresses, long hair, summer rains

Hufflepuff: plain T-shirt’s, sharks, wildflowers, braids, ponies, kisses on the cheek, cats, morning sunshine, old cities, indie music, cabins in the woods, the sea

Ravenclaw: castles, libraries, boots, rooftops, sunrises, shampoo, pale skin, tea, crows, blue eyes, sweaters, silently swearing, smell of perfume, fresh fruits

Slytherin: white long dresses, woods, dancing, long songs, blonde hair, suits, red lipstick on a paper towel, hot showers, museums, scratches and bruises, coffee, dark nights

dark academia/classic lit community we need to do better, you cannot call yourself well read after only reading one perspective. READ AUTHORS OF COLOR, especially black authors in this time, and always. if we love learning so much, we need to educate ourselves, the white-male focus of these communities is shameful and needs to change.

"And I pray one prayer--I repeat it till my tongue stiffens--Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living! You said I killed you--haunt me then. The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe--I know that ghosts have wandered the earth. Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad. Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! It is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!"

-Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

dark and gloomy clouds, the quiet before storm, smell of the air right before the first drops fall, open window, cozy unmade bed with bedsheets smelling of cuddles and warmth, soft whispers of ‘i love yous’ and kisses lost in your hair

Once you’ve met someone you never really forget them. It just takes a while for your memories to return

find something that makes you feel passionate. read everything you can find about it, research it late at night, then tell your friends about it. make notes and think deeply about it on long walks and on bus rides and when you fall asleep. because our passions make us who we are, they define us, they are what we stay alive for. how sad and dull life would be if we had nothing that kept our hearts wild and our eyes alight.