Saturday, October 20, 2007


Saturday morning rejection: Virginia Quarterly Review. Drat.


I'm beginning to intently miss the lack of a readily available (to me) movie theater. Starting to jones. There's a new theater here but it's out by the freeway. Or somewhere. That vague, ill-defined area outside the few blocks of Carrollton I ever see.


When I bashed my face in last week, I sent the picture over to the department chair and to the dean. They had been pushing the university to address the matter of the buses that run off campus having no lifts. Meetings and meetings. I thought the gore might light a fire. Sure, enough, by Wednesday a new van had been purchased, drivers trained, picking me up in the morning and when I'm done teaching. Which has been great.


Yesterday: the ladies at Alterations Unlimited wouldn't let me pay for my new dress shirt they had taken in. You sure are sweet and bless your heart and you're a blessing.


Monday, I'm being interviewed by the Atlanta Journal-Constitution. Yikes.


Anonymous said...

All great news, Paul.

Ruth Ann

Glenn Ingersoll said...

A picture is worth a thousand pleas?

Waldo Jaquith said...

I'm sorry about the rejection, Paul. The good news is that you heard back in just about exactly a month, so at least it didn't take long. We're working hard to reduce our average turn-around time from our current 72 days (for poetry).

Good luck with the interview tomorrow. I know those can be nerve-wracking. :)

Paul said...

No need to apologize!

Leslie said...

Man, you do get blessed a lot. What is up with that? Is it connected with the raisin bread?

Melanie said...

Don't forget to bring my souvenir napkin or whatever from the festivities. We real proud of you, son.