As life sometimes floats it to me … two students are on vacation; a third has late canceled … so I have one class today: 5.30 pm at Café Kaficko.
Hey! It’s taken me many years to cultivate a working life like the one I enjoy now. Day jobs aren’t bad when you like them. 🙂
Of course, I was up at 6.13 and reading/writing … which I’ll still be doing 23.13 tonight. The famous editor Max Perkins (of Fitzgerald, Hemingway & Wolfe fame) famously said it’s a good feeling to go to bed exhausted at the end of the day.
I can’t agree more; at least the good kind of exhaustion.
Off to Petrin Hill around 1.30 to sun & read aloud The Village Wit (chapter 2) to myself, where I’ll catch glaring ills and mend them or cut. Trying to bring down the VW novel from 225,000 words to 200,000. Prolly not a difficult task.