I’m about to launch myself into my email box and download a whole lot of finals. Then I’m about to tackle a tower of portfolios from my classes, and then I’ll probably do some more work. I am buried alive at the moment in work stuff, Mindbridge stuff, retreat stuff, and the only way out is through, with a shovel. Some evil genius upstairs thought that maybe it would be a good idea to have only three days between the end of spring session and the beginning of summer session. Sigh.
It looks to be a very busy few weeks. I’ve begun my full time period here at Kirkwood, and I will not have writing hours on the job until August again. However, I do go on vacation on June 13th. My life is like this: this week, hugely here. Next week, hugely here until Thursday. Then, Wiscon. The following week I work one day, because after Wiscon, Colorado retreat. And then a three day work week, a four day work week, and vacation.
From June 15-30, this journal will be on a little vacation. I’ll be doing a service learning project in Vietnam, and it’s not recommended we take tech with us…so apart from a camera and an emergency phone for the college, I’ll be living the tech free life. I’ll obviously have loads to show and tell when I get back.
After this, I have some vacation in July. This will include Convergence, and my fake family reunion, before I go back to work July 24th. It goes without saying that I’ll be doing some writing on vacation. Then full time until school starts again on August 19th.
Don’t you wish you could plan your summer away in a short set of paragraphs?
So, other things. In addition to being busy, Abby Rath is out and about. At the end of things, probably about September, I’ll sum things up. There’s at least one shiny bubble, so that’s something. As usual, the query process is hard on you. I could use at least one massage and a margarita. A day. You know, to console oneself.
The new book progresses, and I’d like to have more time to work on it.
I wonder what plans you have for your summer. I wonder what you’re writing. I wonder what flavor of margarita you like. Just askin’.