It's amost that time...

Summer is coming rapidly to a close, and I'm getting nervous about my new job. I have about three weeks (almost four) to get materials together, but I'm still not quite sure what I'll be teaching. I've been assuming 9th and 11th, and perhaps a class of 7th, but nothing's solid yet.

I'm reading several things at once right now, trying to juggle a novel, a collection of stories, a couple of textbooks and some how-to pedagogy books. In training, I suppose.

Meanwhile, I'm enjoying the last of the summer. Squeezing the last sweet juice of it.