I will be on sabbatical in the Spring 2016 semester, so I am away from campus until 15 August 2016. If you need help in the meantime, please contact Dr. Ron Cox (HH118, firstname.lastname@example.org, 803-313-7101).
I have a written list of all the books I’ve read going back to 1984, when I was still in high school! A few years ago I started tracking books digitally as well, because I was interested in the recommendations features and community reviews. But I love the stats and pictures. I’ve used Shelfari and Goodreads, but Goodreads is easier to use in some respects, and it has better graphics as well.
(It also is TERRIBLE with how it tracks books you reread, not including them in your current year, so I have started counting each book I reread as a new one and adding the reread date in the notes—which removes it from the previous years’ counts, so the only year on here likely ever to be accurate is the current one. Am I the only person who rereads a lot??)
So the stats for 2016: 37 books, 11,547 pages.
I’ll have to do better for 2016!
And here are some of my favorites or new books I read for the first time this year. I do love seeing all the covers lined up this way, especially now that I read more library books on my Kindle, so I don’t actually have all the books around the house. I really miss that! Here’s to another good reading year!
The Lizard Man has made a reappearance! My daughter's College of Charleston history professor went hunting for him! Here's my poem from the North Carolina Literary Review, way back in 2007. I took my daughter to a ghost tour of the State Museum, and our favorite piece of art was the L.C. Carson carved painting of the Lizard Man. The poem, for once, is a true story. And that was one loud little girl scream. :)
A new semester! I’m in a bit of denial about that whole
thing—this summer just did not feel like summer at all. I had two major work
projects this summer, neither one of which is quite finished. We didn’t travel, since my husband and I are saving
for a big trip to Europe next summer (we started in 2010! and we’re still
worried we won’t have enough money!). We tried a staycation, but it was not
fun, not relaxing, and I will NEVER do that again. In a way, I’m glad school
has started, since at least now I can quit feeling cranky about how everybody
else is at the beach while I’m working. But I sure wish I’d had some down time.
Still! I do love the beginning of school. Time to start
fresh, buy new pens and notebooks for me and the kids, help my daughter get her
dorm room situated, watch my son actually wake himself up for school this year
(that is especially exciting).
I’m teaching South Carolina Studies online again this fall,
and I’m looking forward very much to working with a new group of students from
all over the state—and sometimes they’re out there other places in the world
too. I’m going to start ramping up the funky South Carolina culture
elements of the class this year, so that’ll be fun. Ernest Lee! ghost tours!
that fireworks store in Rock Hill I haven’t had a chance to visit yet! and who
knows what wonders my students will share with me! And after a solid week
trying different things, I figured out how to work around the wonky Blackboard
formatting so that I have actual space between paragraphs in my posts. I am embarrassingly
excited about this. I don’t have a face-to-face class until October when my
Poetry course starts, so that’s a little different, but no matter what—it’s the
first week of school! new pens! new people to meet! new words to write! new
things to learn! even just the awesomeness of seventh-grade vocabulary! New semester,
I welcome you—and readers, I welcome you along on the journey too!
Today’s been one of my favorite odes so far—beautiful language here. But I went for an Easter hike with my husband and son at Congaree today, and I’m too tired to do the poem justice, so here’s a snippet and an image, and the whole poem is here.
every sweet-scented window,
Edit: Clearly I will never make much of a blogger. Perhaps,
though, I should be nicer to myself and just remember next year not to attempt
even small new blogging projects in April when school is ending and faculty
senate is blowing up. Pablo, I still love you. xoxo