Thursday, January 20, 2011
The Plan.
Although I don't exactly look like what Van Gogh painted in 1888 (which apparently sold late last year for more than three million dollars)... this is somewhat how I imagine myself to look as I read, read, read, read (you get the point) all of the assignments I need to finish before classes next week.
I am seventy-nine pages away from finishing Wise Blood (Flannery O'Connor). Then I've got seven "short" stories to read (three of those are submissions, as I am part of an editorial staff)...
remember that comprehension is implied when I'm talking about reading--which is evident up there too, because Van Gogh's reader is obviously paying close attention. Reading and annotating (I should've originally written)--but in my world they naturally go together.
I'm happy to be in submerged in the world of words right now, they are comforting--like a heavy mug of tea for the brain.
I'll worry about the writing, scheduling, and shopping later.
~~J
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"like a heavy mug of tea for the brain."
Awww, makes me want a delicious mug of tea! Have a great semester.
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