My comp. classes are going impossibly well. We spent a long digression on southern gothic, whether Poe was a southern writer, and a brief synopsis of As I Lay Dying, all this in regard to the novel we're reading, The World Made Straight by Ron Rash. For the most part, they're really engaged, though I did have to bust two of them for Facebook-ing in class. That will be readdressed on Monday. First thing.
And I had thought I wouldn't care or have a use for computers in a creative writing class, but discussion of one poem led to an explanation of ekphrastic poetry, then onward to Auden's "Musee des Beaux Arts," projected instantly right on the wall/screen. Later, we brought up pictures of Giacometti sculptures. All this in an intro course. The students were exposed to so much more because it was readily available, keystrokes away.
Tonight pizza with poets at Parelli's.