October 26, 2017

Cold bright days. Good classes, though I hear myself asking, “What were we meant to do today?” the material of two of those classes pretty much running neck and neck. Students leap up to give impromptu lectures on plot structure. I ask myself, why don’t I give lectures on correct plot structure? Because I believe that great writing can be analyzed but not anticipated– improvised but almost never made from a menu. People want the check list, though, the things which, if they do, shall render them a masterwork. 

Council approves plans for a luxury hotel in the River District, right next to the Phil Mechanic. Impossible to imagine how this is not the end for us.

Had postcards made for Peniel.