Category Archives: Why I Do What I Do

A Gray or Grey Morning

Madeleine L’Engle once commented that while gray and grey are the same word (with the former being the U.S. spelling and the latter being British), they evoked very different colors (colours?) for her. They do for me as well, which is probably … Continue reading

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“Generations have trod, have trod, have trod…”

(Title source here.) So I seem to have embarked on another bunch of walking after a layoff that lasted most of the school year. Because of the slack period, I’m not quite at square one, but I’m barely onto square … Continue reading

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Grad Weekend Potpourri

It’s the morning after Commencement here in Mondoville, and I enter a break for the rest of the month, before I teach my traditional two courses in June. With luck, I’ll get a little writing done, but in the meantime, … Continue reading

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In Which the Prof Is Treated Better than He Deserves

I left Mondoville yesterday afternoon, bound for Greenville and the monthly meeting of the Upstate chapter of Sisters in Crime. In a remarkable lapse of taste, they had invited me up to speak at the meeting, and who am I … Continue reading

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How Twigs Get Bent: 4 May 79

On this date 38 years ago, the first of a series of explosions in my life took place, and sometimes I wonder if some of the others can be traced to that one, echoes and aftershocks of that Big Noise. … Continue reading

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In Which the Prof Feels His Existence Is Somewhat Justified

Trung Duong is a student of mine, a double major in English and graphic design. He’s also an All-American wrestler and a terrific kid, and he’s in my poetry workshop this term. In any case, Trung stopped by my office … Continue reading

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In Which The Spawn Enters a New Demographic

Today marks the twentieth anniversary of the Spawn’s visible (and audible) entry into the life of Clan Mondo. Through a fortunate confluence of events, her class for today was cancelled, and she put in her regular Friday work hours yesterday, … Continue reading

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