When you teach face-to-face, you can exert a certain amount of control over your students. You can hand them an exam and say you have 55 minutes to complete this, and collect it when class is over. Online, you say do this on Monday, you have 24 hours to complete it. They have their notes,… Read More I have anxiety, too
So what is it about my YouTube profile that brings up ads for Single Russian Girls? Maybe listening to Hiromi Uehara playing jazz in 7/8 is a turn on for all those men who are desperate to see Russian babes. Why Russian? What do they have that we Americans lack? What is it that they… Read More Single Russian Girls
I finally did it. I kept looking at The Cult of Anne and asking, “Is it time?” It was looking kind of dated with its Piano Black theme and old header art. I’ve updated it to match this space and EJO, except for the header art. That may go, too. I don’t like how the… Read More Not concentrating
90,000 words is in sight for ‘Round Midnight. I’ll probably hit it tomorrow unless I write Monday’s episode today. I’m starting to think this will never end. I’m not anywhere near an ending. If I don’t end this, I can’t write anything else. I can’t finish The Cult of Hahn. I can’t move forward on… Read More Life of Reilly, almost
I made the mistake of grading a paper, and instead of having an hour to write this today, I have 10 minutes. Last night I had a dream. I haven’t been dreaming lately. I wanted to include it in ‘Round Midnight, but I had to wait until lunchtime and I forgot most of it. What’s… Read More Floopdoogle! A miscalculation.
With all this sitting around, I probably am expanding, but I’ve actually lost 4 pounds this week. I generally keep an eye on my weight, especially when I’m not running, which I’m not at the moment. I will probably start up again, after I finish my teaching this week. I’ll probably record the last lectures… Read More Expanding
That wasn’t always the case. In fact, I am wearing a fluffy blue bathrobe and underwear. A few years ago, when I was stuck in my basement office, I occasionally wore less while I blogged. Now, I’m 4 feet away from a window which is looked down on by a passing roadway. If I want… Read More In case you are wondering, I’m wearing pants
Yes, I’ve gone off the deep end. Anyone who has been reading in this place lately, has heard me go on about cutting back on the plot threads in ‘Round Midnight. What have I done? I’ve gone all alien. During her gallivanting in her private universe, Cassie has gotten herself impregnated by an alien, granted… Read More Deep End, Off
I’ve been in a weird mood lately. It’s nearing the end of term, and I usually spread out assignments to ease the burden on my students. This semester, I seem to be piling it on. It has to do with this whole switch to online. Not only do I have to work so much harder… Read More Reduced to a Trickle
‘Round Midnight just got serious, and I need to get serious myself. A bumper episode today. Almost 2000 words. I can’t write on the seat of my pants anymore. That’s a sweaty place on a hot day like today. It will be hotter soon, and I won’t be able to escape this summer. I need a… Read More The seat of my pants.
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