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William Wang
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Red panda lover. BA Hons English lang&lit @uonenglish.bsky.social Skalat maðr rúnar rista, nema ráða vel kunni.
Over these years, an epiphany of mine is that a good institution or good academic training is not by any means an abstract thing. In contrast, it is always down to several specific persons who actually care about education, and who act in good-will despite having restraints or pressure.
November 25, 2025 at 10:11 AM
🐈 The elegant dark betrayer!
October 29, 2025 at 1:37 PM
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After submitting a FOIA request UKRI, I obtained success rates by three grant call scheme and I can only say that I am disheartened by the results:

- AHRC Responsive Mode 2025: 2%
- ESRC New Investigator Grant 2025: 1%
- ESRC Research Grant Round 2025: 1%
October 22, 2025 at 7:55 AM
He didn’t have to use MHRA 🙃
October 16, 2025 at 8:49 AM
Just your daily reminder that the word for indeclinable actually declines fairly well.
October 10, 2025 at 9:48 AM
‘mæla verður einnhver skapanna málum og það mun fram koma sem auðið verður.’ Robert Cook made the PDE translation quite poetic: ‘Fate must find someone to speak through. Whatever is meant to happen will happen.’
October 7, 2025 at 11:20 AM
Me trying to reduce spending by selling myself to a university, i.e., an overworked extension of late stage capitalism:
September 11, 2025 at 2:43 AM
At Nagasaki.
July 3, 2025 at 4:41 PM
Spotted at the National Museum of Taiwan Literature.
June 27, 2025 at 9:23 AM
The North Atlantic can actually be clear and lovely.
June 11, 2025 at 7:40 PM
Now is the best time (astonishing summer view and all my writing completed) for a walk around the Highfields park.
June 3, 2025 at 1:32 PM
Randomly changing a consonant in the stem of a WEAK verb is the best prank you can ever think of ☝️
May 24, 2025 at 1:39 AM
Doing grad school:
May 17, 2025 at 11:22 PM
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Birds cry, blossoms fall, yet where are you now?
Bamboo died, parasol trees withered, and the phoenix no longer comes
鳥啼花落人何在
竹死桐枯鳳不來

"Weeping for Li Shangyin, two poems" 哭李商隱, by Cui Jue 崔珏, fl. 847-860 (tr. Hua Zhao)
May 15, 2025 at 3:56 PM
Spring in Oxford is incredible. Just a quote from Babel: ‘…climbing a sunny hill with Ramy, picnic basket in hand. Elderflower cordial. Warm brioche, sharp cheese, a chocolate tart for dessert. The air that day smelled like a promise, all of Oxford shone like an illumination.’
April 16, 2025 at 12:23 AM
It’s already spring but I just happened to read a little bit more Ali Smith: “the shift, the reversal, from increase of darkness to increase of light, revealed that a coming back of light was at the heart of midwinter equally as much as the waning of light.” (Winter, Ali Smith)
March 8, 2025 at 7:59 PM
Spring for resurrection
March 1, 2025 at 4:57 PM
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Perforating colour lines: Japan and the problem of race in the ‘non-West’ | Review of International Studies | Cambridge Core - bit.ly/433O1sB
Perforating colour lines: Japan and the problem of race in the ‘non-West’ | Review of International Studies | Cambridge Core
Perforating colour lines: Japan and the problem of race in the ‘non-West’
bit.ly
February 16, 2025 at 1:43 PM
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Join us on Wednesday 12 February, 4pm, in the Senate Chamber in Trent Building for Fiction, History, Activism: A Conversation with Juliet Jacques. Juliet is the author of, among other works, Trans: A Memoir (2015), Variations (2021), and The Woman in the Portrait (2024). No booking is required.
February 6, 2025 at 5:03 PM
A year ago my personal tutor was still trying to lure me into a PhD program. Half a year ago he resigned and left academia. Now I realise that he no longer has to write in endless foggy nights and is probably enjoying Christmas without critical thinking. I feel happy for him, but also sad for me.
December 27, 2024 at 6:59 PM
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Two stages of writing:

1) This shouldn't take too long
2) Oh no
December 4, 2024 at 7:36 PM
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Here's the unlikely century-long story of how a non-gendered pronoun became gendered, and then got itself re-de-gendered.

This one's got everything! Poetry! Grammar! Love songs! Queer communities! Unicode! and ... Y.R. Chao!

What more could you want?

#langsky 🀄️📚
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November 25, 2024 at 6:06 AM
On this cold snowy day, the only public space on campus where you can find a kettle to boil water for tea is the English common room. 🥹
November 19, 2024 at 1:48 PM