Friday, August 28, 2015

So That Was Week Two


This semester has had a rougher start than usual, for a number of reasons.
One, because I'm teaching two reading-intensive courses.  Both great classes, mind you -- Working Class Lit, and Utopian/Dystopian Lit -- but both with heavy reading to be done every day.

Second, because my insomnia is so vicious at the moment.  Not sleeping makes everything feel like I'm rowing uphill.

Third, why is Labor Day so late?  Why, why, why?

Also, I have a kid in high school.  OH MY GOD, what trauma.

Fourth, I have a kid in high school who is taking both PE and Geometry.  KILL ME NOW.

On the other hand, the short story I sold recently, "What Happened to Lord Elomar during The Revolution," is coming out soon: it'll be published on September 15, in Sockdolager.  

This is one of my favorite short stories -- of all the ones I have written, I mean, this one's one of my favorites.  I have such a soft spot for this story.  

It's in the same universe as Broken Slate, for those of you who like that novel, though none of Slate's characters are in it.

3 comments:

Fie upon this quiet life! said...

I am currently kicking myself for scheduling a Thursday night class that ends at 9:30, when I have Humanities on Friday mornings at 9:00. Ugh. It was killer today. I'm not sure I'll get used to it.

The reading intensive classes will be tough! I hope that there are some great students to make it feel awesomely worthwhile! But oh god, insomnia sure makes everything harder. Good luck!!

delagar said...

Oh, God, yes. I have a Monday 8:00 a.m. to 8:30 p.m., which means I have to be on campus (realistically) from 7:00 a.m. to 8.30 p.m. But at least I don't have to wake up early on Tuesdays.

Fie upon this quiet life! said...

Yeah, getting up early on Friday after having been up late on Thursday meant that I was in bed on Friday night at 10:00 and slept until 8:30. I am still feeling a bit exhausted.

And there's all this chair stuff that needs to be done in October that I have gear up for. I wonder how the hell I'm going to manage to get all this shit done. I swear -- it's hard enough to just teach three classes. Being chair on top of that is going to be more difficult than I imagined. Blerg.