Inauguration Day

I'm starting this because I'm almost done with grad school and because previous blogs have blown up, petered out, run out of gas, and just plain stopped happening. I have this vision that soon, December to be exact, when I'm no longer a professional student, I'll be glad to have a place to hold forth and bloviate and so on. Plus also I'm not exactly writing a ton these days. Teachers and fellow students always ask me if I'm a writer, I guess because I give off that amonia reek of self-importance and import beer. And lately, I haven't been. I've been doing projects and writing little papers and article reviews for school.

I have a few meager goals for this next semester - I want to start writing songs again. (I play in a band with a woman who seems to fart out fully formed songs every morning as she rolls out of bed. She's always saying, "Here's one you guys haven't heard." And they're good.) I want to write some prose / poetry of the kind I was doing before I started graduate school. I don't expect to do anything with it, I just want to get it out there and then, every so often, look at it and say, "I made that." Like I do when I make poo.