Stay still.

I like the idea of luxury, in theory, but I'm not so good at the "take a break" part of it. Right now I'm forcing myself to sit down and waste time for ten minutes before I start vacuuming the floors and cleaning the catpans. Oh, the glamorous life of a poet and writing program director.

This week my department voted in favor of my (early) tenure. That hit me more than a lot of milestones in recent memory, mostly because I'm happy to be doing something well. Administration is frustrating and often thankless. My tenure application is a big box filled with journals and binders. I'm ready to step up now, please.

Happy to say that I've written two new poems so far this semester, ones that I can keep. No time so far to look at the manuscript, between some major changes in my home life and adjusting to new duties at work. I have goals though. We'll see.

News items:

Barn Owl Review #3 contributor list in progress.

Reading with these amazing women tomorrow night.

While you were out.

You'd think that with a substantially reduced teaching load things would seem a little less hectic. Ha ha ha! Not the case at all.

Right now I am doing eighty different things at once. Sometimes that works, but not always.

My biggest problem lately has been not knowing what day it is.

And yes, that is a big problem indeed.

Fresh wonder: half off.