Two days into the new semester and I am really tired. On Monday I was suddenly hit with a massive urge to un-clutter my office, so that set things off, and now I am determined to execute the same plan at home. Some time. Maybe tomorrow or Thursday. Now my office looks bare and boring. But you can see the floor.
Teaching two poetry workshops = my ideal semester.
Hey, so AWP isn't super far away, and I am doing three readings and a panel, and hosting the BOR offsite on Friday. Already starting to plan for these various things. Exciting!
Suffering from a very angry shoulder (or two, really). Bad, bad posture.
Still waiting for First Poem of 2012.