The class was surprisingly interesting. I say "surprisingly," because it was about the creeds; discussing the creeds is not why I wanted to go to seminary. But it was a good way to spend part of the morning, as I wrote about in this post on my theology blog.
One of my former students reached out to me to see if she could interview me. There's a class that's requiring students to interview someone working in a field that interests them, and she's interested in teaching. In a closing essay for the Creative Writing class that she took with me, she said that I had inspired her to think about teaching as a career, and she's still thinking about it. It was a great conversation.
I had a similar conversation a few weeks ago with a student who was interested in how one has a writing career. It, too, was a great conversation, although I felt I had less to offer. But through the course of the conversation, I was reminded that I'm perhaps more successful than I might think. And frankly, just continuing to write is a success.
My classes went well--great poem creating in my Creative Writing class, good discussion of "A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings" in my English 102 class. I did return home feeling very tired.
Happily, I was able to take it easy. We are watching The Good Place, after delighting in A Man on the Inside. Yes, we are often late to these things. I remember watching an early episode of The Good Place and not tuning in again. The people seemed odious in a way that they don't now, if I watch more than one episode at a time. I did a bit of sewing, which also helped me feel settled at the end of the day.
I was hoping to have a sermon written at the end of my morning writing time, but alas. I've got a page and a half, and I'm at the point in the sermon writing process where I feel blah about it. Happily there is still time.
But first, let me attend to my Friday teaching responsibilities.
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