Wednesday, April 4, 2018


April 3, 2018

Stepped out onto the porch and saw the shape of a rabbit making its way through the dark. At the same instant I became aware of the most melodious and loud disharmony of morning birds. It was paradise.

A little research reveals that I am now the senior faculty member at UNCA. It’s a little grand, a little horrifying.

Dull reading after a good class. Wiley praises Night, Sleep, calling it a love letter to the region.

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