Confession Tuesday
Confession Tuesday ... you know the drill.
7:10 a.m
Today is my first day of teaching! So forgive this quick and somewhat incomplete post. This is a full day for me: Salem State, then Babson, then Mass Poetry. But what I think I'll do is blog a few times today and make it a full day of confessions. So check back in later for updates.
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Shout out to Colleen for leaving a yummy soup on my doorstep for lunch today. And thanks to all the well wishes.
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Mom: chocolate and Tylenol. Done!
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It's a snowy day in New England. And, I can feel a scratchy throat coming on. Great.
More to come!
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1:49 p.m.
Colleen, the African sweet potato and peanut butter soup is ... was ... delish!
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I am at job #2 eating lunch before I work through a few projects on my desk.
What can I say, I really enjoyed teaching! You would think that an 8 a.m. start would be a bad thing. But the students who come out for such a class really make an effort. I appreciate that. I'm teaching two classes: comp and creative writing. The comp is the one I'm less comfortable with, but I know I can do it. For me, it's a terrific one-two combination. And, I was able to get some freewriting time. Woo hoo!
Couldn't help but think how lucky I am that this is where my life has taken me. Feeling mighty grateful to the universe today.
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This past weekend I received the contract for my second book. Very cool. Also received news that I have been recommended to attend Bread Loaf. I'm thinking of applying. The universe is calling.
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Biggest worry with all this activity? How to stay organized.
One more post to follow.
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7:16 p.m.
Sitting in a way cool conference room in Somerville, MA, for a MassPoetry planning meeting. This is our meeting to discuss all parts of MassPoetry: the festival, LEAP, and poets in the schools. Still hammering out festival features. Working on a fundraising and volunteer plan over Indian Food.
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10:32 p.m.
I'm officially wiped out--it's been a long day's journey into night. Should I stay up and watch The Broken Tower, James Franco's movie about Hart Crane? Maybe I'll save it for tomorrow night.
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I'm a professor and an executive director. Wow. I'm still taking it all in.
7:10 a.m
Today is my first day of teaching! So forgive this quick and somewhat incomplete post. This is a full day for me: Salem State, then Babson, then Mass Poetry. But what I think I'll do is blog a few times today and make it a full day of confessions. So check back in later for updates.
**
Shout out to Colleen for leaving a yummy soup on my doorstep for lunch today. And thanks to all the well wishes.
****
Mom: chocolate and Tylenol. Done!
**
It's a snowy day in New England. And, I can feel a scratchy throat coming on. Great.
More to come!
****
1:49 p.m.
Colleen, the African sweet potato and peanut butter soup is ... was ... delish!
**
I am at job #2 eating lunch before I work through a few projects on my desk.
What can I say, I really enjoyed teaching! You would think that an 8 a.m. start would be a bad thing. But the students who come out for such a class really make an effort. I appreciate that. I'm teaching two classes: comp and creative writing. The comp is the one I'm less comfortable with, but I know I can do it. For me, it's a terrific one-two combination. And, I was able to get some freewriting time. Woo hoo!
Couldn't help but think how lucky I am that this is where my life has taken me. Feeling mighty grateful to the universe today.
**
This past weekend I received the contract for my second book. Very cool. Also received news that I have been recommended to attend Bread Loaf. I'm thinking of applying. The universe is calling.
**
Biggest worry with all this activity? How to stay organized.
One more post to follow.
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7:16 p.m.
Sitting in a way cool conference room in Somerville, MA, for a MassPoetry planning meeting. This is our meeting to discuss all parts of MassPoetry: the festival, LEAP, and poets in the schools. Still hammering out festival features. Working on a fundraising and volunteer plan over Indian Food.
****
10:32 p.m.
I'm officially wiped out--it's been a long day's journey into night. Should I stay up and watch The Broken Tower, James Franco's movie about Hart Crane? Maybe I'll save it for tomorrow night.
**
I'm a professor and an executive director. Wow. I'm still taking it all in.
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