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THINGS HAVE CHANGED:

Since I am no longer a professor in the classroom, this blog is changing focus. (I may at some future date change platforms, too, but not yet). I am now (as of May 2019) playing around with the idea of using this blog as a place to talk about the struggles of writing creatively. Those of you who have been following (or dipping in periodically) know that I've already been doing a little of that, but now the change is official. I don't write every day--yet--so I won't post to the blog every day--yet. But please do check in from time to time, if you're interested in this new phase in my life.


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Monday, December 7, 2015

Super fast post

I need to be out of here in mere moments--and there isn't anything much to report today.

I did have a lovely encounter with a student in Advisement. She was concerned about the fact that she'd had a personal crisis that had ruined her GPA one semester and how that would affect her chances to transfer. I told her just to explain it in her personal statement--and gave her some examples from what former students (and members of my own family) have had to say to explain similar anomalies in their grades. She started to cry: she didn't know she could do that, and was infinitely relieved that she would be seen as a person, someone with a complicated and difficult life. It was very sweet. I'm glad I could offer her that reassurance, and some comfort.

I still have a hell of a lot of homework to mark before tomorrow's classes, so I  need to hit the ground running tomorrow. A student from the SF class is going to come by as well: her paper was an absolute disaster, so I'll be curious to see how that goes.

But now, truly, I'm outta here. Hasta manana.

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