Signs

I’m going to try something new this semester. I’m going to write a series of scenes throughout the year, which will be–or should be–thematically, if not narratively, continuous. I’ve decided to call it “Signs” for no good reason. The series will start with the next post.

Updates:

I just gave the Educational Testing Service (ETS) about $750 to take three tests and to send 10 score reports.

I’ll be going to a conference in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho in about two weeks. Takeaway: My friends and I have compiled an 11-hour playlist to listen to on the drive there and back.

Also: The National Conference on Peer Tutoring in Writing is coming to the University of Puget Sound the same weekend.

There are rumors about a new writing handbook called Sound Writing going around. I don’t know much about it, but I hear it’s free and has super cool graphics.

I recently read some good books. Alexander Chee’s Edinburgh, Percival Everett’s Erasure, Avishai Margalit’s The Ethics of Memory, and Jean-Pierre Dupuy’s A Short Treatise on the Metaphysics of Tsunamis come to mind first. Up next: Colson Whitehead, Michael Ondaatje, and Suzan Lori-Parks.

Bruce Hornsby’s Halcyon Days gets me through the week. Also, Little River Band. And I recently rediscovered this amazing duet between George Michael and Elton John.

I’m always tired but never seem to do anything about it. Love my bed more than most things right now. Sleeping with two blankets now. And still with the fan.

Getting sick of burritos. Will reconsider.