Wednesday, April 07, 2004

Every morning I wake up with the acute realization that Scott is not here. It makes it hard to get out of bed.

This week has been much more relaxing than the past few I've had. Yesterday I finished writing poems. I may end up writing one more, if the inspiration moves me, but otherwise I'm done. I'm now at an extremely critical and difficult position which is organization. I must choose which poems go in what order. Yet this is still far less stressful than actually writing. I also must complete any and all revisions before Monday but I am fine with this, too. I usually keep up with my revisions so I'm pretty much on schedule.

I will turn in my final draft on Monday and then spend the week relaxed. The following Monday I shall defend this thesis before a panel. I have no idea what that means.

Except that then it will be over.

Once I have sent them off the Library of Congress for copyright, I will begin posting a few, since you all must be so eager, like lions and tigers with knives and forks standing over a dead zebra. (Thanks, Jonathan.)

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