A review of my writing and plans for April. No kidding.
“Vogue Philippines released its April issue on Friday and its newest cover model is an 106-year-old indigenous Kalinga woman, Apo Whang-Od, also known as Maria Oggay.” It would have been more impressive (on the part of Vogue) if this had been the cover of the US edition.
Sneaker waves, white male privilege, assumptions, earthquakes. [Mine as well.] The terrible ironies we live with every day.
SNEAKER WAVES. I was working in the Library, a Wednesday when I generally stayed late to provide access to students until the evening. However it was the last day of school, and students were furiously clearing out their lockers, signing yearbooks, and on their way to summer vacation. E stopped to say hey. He had just completed his Sophomore year, so I hadn’t had him in class yet. But we chatted, laughed, and both managed to be clear about looking forward to spending time together in the fall.
My friend was at the coast for a graduate residency. She expressed concern that students warned about sneaker waves seemed to think it was a joke.
A few days ago I ran five miles and began sorting boxes. Gary emptied the attics last month. Six months ago I began running again. Two years ago I decided enough was enough and I would eat better and lose some weight. We began isolating from Covid in March 2020.
All the boxes stored in the north and south attic went into the largest bedroom. Then we emptied the huge closet in that room and everything from under the bed came out.
Finally getting cell phones (yes, two, one for each of us) and putting together a simple Ikea bookcase on the same day was probably not a good idea. We took long naps, each had two drinks, and went to bed early. I did not read or work on my novel. This morning I ran two miles. Then I attended a Board meeting that lasted nearly three hours. I will not be reading much today either beyond budgets and emails.
Over the course of a year, I generally read fifty to seventy books. I have always read a wide range of books going all the way back to grade school when I was mostly reading books with horses, but also How to Raise and Train everything from goats to hamsters, Winnie the Pooh, a biography of George Washington Carver, and even struggled through Huston Smith’s World Religions. These days I read nonfiction, poetry, memoir, history, and fiction. All sorts. There are a few books I have read over and over when I was teaching them, and several I reread for pleasure. One of those is Dreamsnake.
