Saturday, February 2, 2013
Three and a Half Hours
Three classes this semester, fifteen thesis students, a low residency student, a job interview next week, three readings during the week of the job interview: stomach is churning, churning, burning. And did I mention the book? I did not mention the book, which is due this spring, though later this spring. Luckily it seems to have taken on a life of its own, or insist on nudging me between bouts of other work. This is largely due to my great and lovely editor, Fiona McCrae, who has helped me see the book anew at this very late stage of things. We met a week ago last Friday night and talked and laughed and talked. Outside, snow was falling on Columbus Avenue, and when we stood up to leave the cafe it was getting on nine o'clock. Three and a half hours had passed!