This class, this class!
I am pleased, mind you, to be teaching this pack of young writers, and many of them turn out to be good writers, a fine surprise (I was fully prepared for them to be awful), but since I am having to build the class as I go along, and since I have nearly no idea what I am doing, and since I am teaching four other class, with four other preps, at the same time, not to mention trying to write this novel which has suddenly, after playing dead for a month, decided it wants to be written after all, fucking shit, what am I to do?
I am sleeping about five hours a night, doing no housework, and the cupboards are bare, that's what.
I did make pumpkin soup last night, though, the first meal I have made in about a week.
Got the recipe from the Hungry Tiger, a fine recipe blog.
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