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It’s the start of the weekend and I’ve been awfully lazy already.  I slept till about 3.  Then we headed to Kings for lunch/dinner.  We did some homework.  I actually got tons done considering I thought I had much more to do.  Amazing.  I plan to listen to the football game on the radio tonight.  I also want to continue working on my robert frost stuff.  Plus other writing stuff I need to get done.  I want to read too.  It’s so fall-like outside – i love it.

 

We went to the bluegrass concert last night. Their encore was the best part.  They rocked!  They played Smoke on the Water bluegrass style – awesome.  Then they also did their own solos – the mandolin player was incredible.  He can jam.  I was very impressed.  Plus he had an awesome voice.  I got some stuff done while sitting in the booth – good for me!

 

I suppose I need to start laundry and stuff.  I actually could nap again and I’ve only been up for three and a half hours.  Lazy baby.  I want to watch SNL tonight too.  Gonna take a break from grading and read something.

Touching base again.  I am loaded down with professor work for the weekend.  I have lots of poetry stuff to do.  I have tons of research on many poets.  I enjoy that type of work though, I think that’s why grad school was for me.  Research, research, research.  I love it.  I wish I would’ve had a computer back in grad school.  I actually used a typewriter! How antiquated is that?

 

Mark and I are doing our usual Friday lunch together.  We have a late lunch on Fridays and then just go home for the day.  We hope to be out of here by 1:45 at the latest.  Then we head to our favorite coffee shop and relax.  Then we usually head home for a snooze.

 

later

ramble

It’s Friday, and I’m ready for my weekend. Mostly so I can sleep in on Saturday and Sunday.    Mark is doing so much better – he’s much more healthy than he was.  I am very pleased with everything – we’re just impatient.

 

I worked on my Robert Frost stuff for about an hour last night.  I think I’ll try submitting three different poems.  Different formats.  I have some good books, and there’s always the web, so I should be ok.  I hope I get it – that would be cool.  I should probably start a publishing resume.  I’m sure I’ll eventually forget all my stuff if this keeps up.

 

I don’t have much homework over the weekend at least.  We are busy both tonight and Saturday night.  That’s ok though.

 

Stuart still hasn’t sold his house yet – that would cause me stress.  Maybe not though.  I think I’ve gotten a lot stronger since the surgery and there isn’t a lot that stresses me anymore. I am kind of seeing the big picture for what it is.  I need to remember not to focus on teeny tiny things and stress about it all.

 

Ok, gonna continue (begin) my day.

 

Adios amigos

Pen and paper

am very pleased with my decision to continue my writing. I think about what kind of world we used to live in.  As far as writing is concerned.  I have always written.  I have diaries and journals from way back.  Now, I almost find it difficult to write for a long period time with pen and paper.  Don’t get me wrong, I MUST do it sometimes, but for the most part, and most of my daily life, I would much rather be in front of a keyboard.  My mind goes so fast, my fingers can barely keep up.  With a pen, forget it. I end up losing stuff from my head.  I enjoy writing by hand when it’s something like poetry, or some kind of essay thing about life.  Like when I’m reflecting out in a park, or a coffee shop – I don’t mind pen and paper.  I rather enjoy it.
I have finished grading papers – they weren’t too good. My students actually disappointed me because of their lack of knowledge over a little quiz I gave.  Not  a pop quiz – they knew this was coming PLUS it was open note!  I almost cry thinking about it.  I wish they all felt like I do about learning.  But alas, not everyone is like me.  That’s probably why I’m in academia and they’re just paying their dues – making their way through college so they can play ball.  Don’t get cynical now annie – you must keep your head up.
I plan on reading a few Robert Frost poems and then I’m grabbing my book for the rest of the night.  I will probably indulge in a cup of hot soy chocolate milk – yummy.
I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for me.

Ok, I spent most of last evening reading everything about Blogger I could possibly find.  I need to start working on my page, but not right now – no time.  I took the title of terrible beauty because of the William Butler Yeats poem – Easter 1916.  That phrase is repeated in there a few times and I find it fascinating.

 

I am sending all my friends and family members in the state of California a sympathy card today – I figured if they’re stuck with Arnold they may as well have a laugh about it.  I’m embarrassed for them.

 

I wrote a bunch of pagan poetry the other day and almost feel shy about sharing it with my fellow writer friends.  I know some of them will judge.  Just because I write pagan poetry doesn’t mean I’m pagan OR evil.  People just assume stuff.  I actually had some stuff published in a recent pagan poetry anthology and was curious as to how many of the poets said they were practicing pagans.  Many of them were, but there were quite a few that weren’t.  I think I’m drawn to pagan poetry because of the tie with nature and the beauty of it.  The lure of the goddess is also enticing.

 

So – much madness is divinest sense.  (My mantra for today)

 

Oh, I’m also immersing myself in robert frost poetry – I’m submitting entries for an anthology by yale university press.  I remember I had to memorize “Stopping by woods on a snowy evening” when I was in 7th or 8th grade.  I thought he only wrote about winter because his last name was frost.

I’m just trying this out.  I had a journal that I did online until I kind of lost interest.  I just kind of started to lose my mind with the whole thing.  I hated the annoying girly girls that whined about their anorexia and their 22 year old boyfriends. I also hated the judging they did of everyone else.  I guess I kind of got lost with all their negativity and decided to try things on myown.  I miss the writing and the feeling I get, but I don’t miss the people.  I have tried writing by hand, but I get awfully frustrated awfully quickly.  So – here I am.  I plan on writing more later, let me just get used to this whole thing for a minute.