It might not look like the end of summer to you, but it does to me. The Department secretary sent everyone an email saying that syllabi are due asap. Are mine done? Not a chance. But I’ve been thinking about it. Preparing to prepare to write them up. What have I done in preparation? Well. […]
I was writing about books. Letting go of books. A preemptive kaddish for books turns out I couldn’t part with. The occasion was my daughter’s return from China. And driving up, by way of the Coast, from L.A. where her flight landed to S.F. for a short visit before heading East. I already wrote this […]
This isn’t my fault. Usually I take the blame for everything. Anything. But this one just isn’t my fault. I think. It’s clean up time, quick before the summer disappears. And I’m trying to prepare my precious daughter’s room for her ten-second visit home. Trying to make it special. Trying to make it serviceable beyond […]
It seems appropriate to me that an audio response to Mira’s kaddish for really bad books ended up displaying really bad reading from me.
If I grade one more paper tonight, I think I will scream! Problem is — I have another 4.5 years worth of papers to grade, and I won’t scream. I never have screamed. I’ll kvetch. I’ll pull my hair. I’ll eat chocolate. I’ll complain a lot. And I’ll look for something positive to say about […]