It's no coincidence that my last update was my first day of class. Since then I've been mad busy everyday reading and writing (in that order. But mostly social networking. To my defense, that isn't exactly a light task -- knowing the right time to laugh and the right time to nod can be all the difference between an internship at The New Yorker and having to stand in front of the classroom as the rest of the students [and teacher] chuck erasers, notebooks, and John Steinbeck novels at you.) Even now, I feel that there's some better, more productive way I can spend my time. But alas, I'm sick and so here I am, online and blogging.
In other news, I found out my "blog story" is going to be published in an upcoming issue of Details. Hope they put me in a sympathetic light. A possible summation of the story: "He has since learned not to blog about his job, school, or girls."
Besides that, I found out I got a position at local high school teaching creative writing once a week. It doesn't pay, although I'm hoping there's some work study funding that could be thrown my way. Regardless, I'm very excited about this -- so much so that I spent the other night searching my "library" -- the fifty or so book I schlepped up from my parents' house in SC -- searching for stories I wanted my future students to read. Perhaps some Haruki Murakami or Sherman Alexie... Influencing the youth, etc., etc.