Busman's Holiday

I'm at work today, both for student conferences and to get the heck out of the house. Sometimes home is the least creative place for me to be, simply because I will use any and all things to distract myself, thus diminishing my writing time. Given my natural clock, I would write late into the night and get up late, but this has actually proven to be something that contributes to my health problems--it's better for my mind and body to go to bed by eleven and get up at seven, so I have had to convert to sitting down to write much earlier.

My school year is winding down; I felt it was very successful, and I do hope that I can get in next year to teach a class or two (it depends on budgeting, as always)--I did send in some good support materials for my lecturer evaluation. I only had a couple of problems, but in general, despite my health issues, I ended up having a terrific time.

A nice thing happened the other day--the head of the MFA program invited me to read a favorite poem at The Favorite Poems Project this month at San Jose State. It was nice to be asked, and also good to say hello to him--I haven't been able to connect this semester with all the faculty that helped me so much during my MFA program, as we all seem to be so freaking busy.

At any rate, it's time to write, but not until we have a garden update: I have planted my tomatoes! A lot of my flowers will be going in this weekend, but there are already some planted, and a lot of volunteers coming up, mostly calendula, but also sunflowers that survived the winter. And the lilac is gorgeous--I am hoping I have a bit of time to go out and snap a picture of it.