Progression.
First I was there, and now I am here.
Time does fly when you're flying.
posted by Dr. S at 6:43 PM
Saturday, December 27, 2008
First I was there, and now I am here.
Time does fly when you're flying.
About Me
- Name: Dr. S
- Location: Gambier, Ohio, United States
Annie Dillard could have been writing about me when she said (of herself), "I like the slants of light; I'm a collector." Or Willem de Kooning: "I'm like a slipping glimpser." And don't forget Brenda Ueland: "I learned that you should feel when writing, not like Lord Byron on a mountain top, but like a child stringing beads in kindergarten--happy, absorbed and quietly putting one bead on after another." But the Beastie Boys might have said it best: "When it comes to panache, I can't be beat." There's a reason I wear a ring that says Badass.
Back
- Emptying nest.
- All is calm; all is bright.
- Night before.
- Chance sightings.
- What carried me through the afternoon.
- The bottom of the year.
- Gravitational pull.
- Box of boxes.
- End of days.
- More dispatches from exam week.
2 Comments:
Are you at a certain conference this weekend? Mine's next weekend. I feel like my break has slipped away already, and it's barely begun. What was I thinking, attending a conference that I don't absolutely, positively have to be at?
I am, indeed. And I know what you mean: on my second flight today (from Denver), I tried to work out what my office hours for spring semester would be--and frustratingly, that attempt wasn't coming a moment too soon, since we're back at it by 12 January. As excited as I am for the spring, it's coming a little fast for my liking.
At least for now there's the Bay.
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