It's the last week of the semester. I seem to have survived just fine, though it was certainly an adjustment in terms of workload, going from mostly administration to all teaching. I wrote a lot for a month, then I didn't write. I'm on O Holy Insurgency birthwatch (please come soon, O Holy Insurgency). Winter break, once it gets here, will be filled with celebrations of winter break, reading of British novels 1925 to present, and hopefully finishing up my current book project, Breach Year.
I have some new poems here at John Hoppenthaler's Congeries.Thanks for taking a peek.