The first week of classes went well. I am pleased with the class I am teaching, they seem like good students who are willing to be engaged. I was afraid that second semester Freshmen would be more jaded and less willing to go along for the crazy ride that is Writing and Critical Reasoning, but so far so good.

I'm taking a graduate fiction workshop and a poetry workshop where poets will collaborate with composers in order to write songs. I have to write three short poems, or perhaps even haikus, by tomorrow. I think Lorie has ruined serious haikus for me, though. Because every time I try to write something halfway decent, I can't help but remember the good old days when we wrote odes about ducklings and to the poo god.

Labels: grad school, writing

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