I have to teach in fifteen minutes.
My students have wonderful things to say about the novel we are reading.
I made out a brilliant lesson plan.
The lesson has all kinds of neat cultural exhibits.
I left the novel I am teaching on my couch.
I am at home, retrieving the book and blogging about it.
I have to teach [...]
Archive for March, 2009
31 Mar
O what a beautiful morning.
23 Mar
Rediscovering chamomile
Lately I’ve been waking up in cold sweats. This morning was no exception. I woke before 5 AM and forced myself to shut my eyes until at least after 7. Not succeeding, I got up and confronted my to-do list. Now, some fifteen hours later, I’ve crossed nothing off that list, though I will [...]
12 Mar
Nathaniel Hawthorne was wrong.
Or at least he was when he declared that “Easy reading is damn hard writing.” But that is just my opinion, based on experience that isn’t exactly meager.
I got into this professorin’ business because I find research and writing engrossing, and I like the idea of getting better at what I do until I die [...]
9 Mar
Somebody!
Why yes, c’est moi! As I was searching Amazon for a title that shares part of my name, the search box suggested me—my name! Therefore, according to some extremely wise algorithm, I’m somebody!
Before I get all excited, I recall that my name was the third choice. The two suggestions that preceded it pertained to a [...]
3 Mar
Kris Kristofferson smiles serenely from my recycling bin
How did he get there? Well, Gentle Reader, I’ll tell you, as you knew I would.
Around 5 PM, as I was slipping and sliding home after having been at the office since before 7 AM, a pair of well-scrubbed young men in black approached me on bicycles. On ice. They would have been an amusing [...]
2 Mar
Giddy
Just looked outside: a thick, fluffy blanket of snow covers everything in sight, while a brisk wind sends the snowflakes swirling. The school closings being announced on the radio make my heart glad. In thirty hours, when I actually have to be somewhere, all of it will be gone. Such is giddiness.