Work proceeds. I was done with chapter one’s rewrite, but then something occurred to me and I had to add a scene or two, so I’m doing that. It’s going to radically change the end of this chapter and the beginning of the new one, but I think it will go a long way to making the book better.
Teaching is a weird profession. I love the time with students but I hate the grading. I hate the endless stack of papers, and I hate the tendency of so many of my students to listen to me, but do precisely the opposite of what I am trying to teach them to do.
My house is a stack of boxes. Hopefully we sign and get the keys to the new house Wednesday, then move some carloads of small stuff over, then the movers come and help us move the rest on Saturday 12/9. Our goal is to be completely out of the house and the house cleaned for the new owners on 12/10, but we’ll see. We technically have until 12/20, but we’d rather not take that long, for their sakes as well as our own.