"We used to think...when I was an unsifted girl...that words were weak and cheap. Now I don't know of anything so mighty." -Emily Dickinson
Monday, March 31, 2025
Must be "A Rose for Emily" Day...
Sunday, March 30, 2025
Saturday, March 29, 2025
First visitor...
Friday, March 28, 2025
Just ahead...
Thursday, March 27, 2025
Wednesday, March 26, 2025
Tuesday, March 25, 2025
Getting closer...
Monday, March 24, 2025
We have a tracking notice!
Sunday, March 23, 2025
Back After This
Saturday, March 22, 2025
Breakfast with some of my favs...
Friday, March 21, 2025
Convention, Day 2
21 March 2025: One of those days that flew by but also feels very long. But what a fun one! College students are the best (esp. English majors, duh) and Tim is the best.
Thursday, March 20, 2025
Convention Time!
20 March 2025: Writing this from my hotel room in Pittsburgh after a great first day at the Sigma Tau Delta Convention. Our students are so terrific and spending time with them is such a joy.
Wednesday, March 19, 2025
"Spring in the mischief in me"
19 March 2025: Crazy-busy day, but not a bad one. Been working non-stop with probably about an hour's more work to go before I let myself call it. At the same time, Frost's line from "Mending Wall" (in this post's title) has been in my head on and off all day. Part of the reason is that I taught the poem in ENGL 204 today.
Beyond that, though, the idea of mischief (fueled by the transition to my favorite season) has been kind of fueling my attitude (in good ways).
Anyway, this isn't the most thought-out or eloquent post, I know. (See above--so much more to do, "miles to go before I sleep," to borrow even more from Frost.) But it's enough to "count" for my daily post and get my butt back to work!
Tuesday, March 18, 2025
"My Cool Friend, Michelle"
Monday, March 17, 2025
Black Bag
Sunday, March 16, 2025
Flyer time...
Saturday, March 15, 2025
Still a kitten...
Friday, March 14, 2025
Maybe I'm just not good at Spring Break?
14 March 2025: Another Spring Break is winding down and I don't have a single interesting answer for "what did you do over break?"
It's weird to feel bad about this. Because it wasn't a bad week. I got a lot done, enjoyed being a bit lazy at times, and caught up on sleep.
But when you measure your life in the units of the academic year, it is a little bummer when, year after year, you don't have much to say about a week off.
Thursday, March 13, 2025
Hope pushing through...
Wednesday, March 12, 2025
1904
12 March 2025: I keep missing "number" milestones on this crazy 10K steps streak I am on. Just realized I hadn't checked (that is, googled "how many days since December 25, 2019?") in a while and just missed one. Today is day 1904. Doesn't roll off the tongue, but still pretty cool.
Let's see if I miss the big 2-0-0-0 (if it happens) in mid-June.
Tuesday, March 11, 2025
Amused whilst grading...
11 March 2025: Everything is still trash out there, but I just read back-to-back ENGL 102 essays that unironically (I think?) use the word "whilst," which made me laugh. Is Gen Z bringing this one back? Such whimsy!
Monday, March 10, 2025
When they get it...
Sunday, March 9, 2025
More light...
Saturday, March 8, 2025
Baby Shower!
Friday, March 7, 2025
Spring Break!
Thursday, March 6, 2025
All the other stuff...
6 March 2025: We've got a new hire coming into our program next fall and it has me thinking about my own start here way back when.
When she got her first job, a grad school friend who was a few years ahead of me told me something I've never forgotten: the thing you can't anticipate about a tenure-track job is "all of the meetings" and the committees--and all the time they will take. She was, of course, 100% correct. This work is important and sometimes interesting and sometimes even fun, but a lot of it is also boring and can feel like busywork.
Today I've worked all day (from home--which is lovely and a privilege) and maybe 30% of that time went to teaching and students.
The rest? A search committee for another unit and working on our HLC Assurance Agreement (or whatever it's called). And, as always, so many emails.
The steady demand of the work necessary to keep the place running? It's so much of what a lot of us do--and the part no one really talks about and that folks outside of academia couldn't even imagine. (Good for them. They shouldn't have to--unless they are complaining about how we don't work enough or are--hilariously--overpaid.)
This isn't a very profound or even interesting post. It's just what I'm thinking about this evening, looking back nearly 18 years into this.