Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Writing today from slushy southeastern Massachusetts, where I have spent the day reading Dickens and Dickinson and playing Scrabble. Must be wine time soon.

I would copy out a Dickinson poem for you, but you must be sick of them by now. So I will limit myself to remarking that she has a very strange way with nouns and verbs.

Teaching my copying-out-all-of-Paradise-Lost seminar tomorrow afternoon. Wish me luck with all these students who have more education than I do.

Dinner tonight: I don't know! Because I'm not cooking!

2 comments:

Ms Johnson said...

ummm.. you can kick their asses, especially if you wear those new cute boots of yours!

Dawn Potter said...

I did wear those boots. How did you know?