The new term hasn't
started properly yet, but I can definitely tell that it's close.
Yesterday was one of those busy days, normal during term time. I went
to the office early to print out the manuscript of my new book. I
don't know why the editor wanted a hard copy – haven't submitted a
hard copy for years. But: if your editor asks for a hard copy, you
send a hard copy. I even could send it by internal university mail. I
send her a message to warn that the ms was on the way. Got a
vacation-message response, followed by a message from her saying that
she was in the US and could I please send an electronic copy.
Two supervisions, a visit
from a hugely enthusiastic prospective PhD student. Professonal gossip over
lunch. More professional gossip in the staff room. Puzzled response to my asnwer about my current research: "I didn't know you were doing psychology". No, I am not doing psychology, I am doing cognitive narratology. Later that afternoon, another colleague: "I have just heard you have switched over to psychology..."
Tons of mail in my pigeonhole, including a belated essay to
grade. Cleaning up my email inbox. Throwing away old papers. Teaching
team meeting to plan the coming term. College governing body meeting.
Swearing-in of new Fellows. College dinner.
Cannot help looking back
four years when all this was new and strange.
1 comment:
Have a lovely term, Maria!
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