Читать книгу It's Not by Any Lack of Ghosts. We're Haunted. - Georg Hauzenberger - Страница 8

Thanks are due, in order of appearance: To Christoph Henke, for his skilful introduction to literary studies and the eighteenth century (including its Gothic), as well as, much later, for his patience and valuable advice to a novice disserter. To Susan Birkwood, Sukeshi Kamra, Julie Murray and especially Jennifer Henderson who, at Carleton University, put me on the track of both post-colonial criticism and First Nations literature. To my supervisor, Martin Middeke, not only for encouraging me to set out on this journey and skillfully helping me along (not least employment-wise), but also for nudging me sufficiently to actually finish it. To my co-supervisor, Katja Sarkowsky, for her constructive criticism, her expertise and for granting me access to a personal library that is comprehensive indeed. And, occasionally, just for listening. To Dany Demir and Martin Riedelsheimer for the many hours of patient listening to my rants, redeemed with (many) shared cups of coffee and (quite a few) shared bottles of wine. To my colleagues, Monika Martens and Manuela Pusskeiler in particular, for covering when needed, and for taking me in stride. To Philipp Gassert for spontaneously taking up the vacant spot on the examining committee thrown at him from the doorway of not even his own office (I do apologize for that!). Lastly, to those who have, mostly unintentionally, thrown spanners and procrastinations my way, without which this would not have turned out quite the way it has, either.

As regards the publishing process, (second rounds of) thanks are due to Martin Middeke for the chance to publish this, under his editorship, in the text & theorie series, as well as to his co-editor, Hubert Zapf. And to Martin Riedelsheimer, for proofreading the typescript with proven and unsurpassable diligence and attention down to the last-but-one comma (the last we left for the reader to find).

Finally, even though they were first on the scene, my most sincere thanks go to my parents, Heidi and Willy Hauzenberger, who, apart from everything else, not only largely financed this escapade, but had to put up with my various moods in the process. To you, therefore, this book is dedicated, with love.

Augsburg, January 2014