- I somehow managed to pass the 10,000-word mark on Chapter Two this afternoon. That was my goal when I sat down several weeks ago to work on my dissertation. I figured five chapters of about 40 pages each would put me around a 200-page final product. Now I feel like I’ve barely scratched the surface of this topic. I need to relearn how to be done with a project, even a smaller project that’s part of a much larger one.
- Last night at the re-dedication ceremony for the Caelum Moor sculptures I grew increasingly annoyed with the wordy speeches by the self-congratulatory politicians who worked so tirelessly for the community and for public art. All I could think of was why did you allow this piece to be packed away at the water treatment facility in the first place all those years ago? Then none of us would be out here freezing our asses off while you stroke your own pathological ego.
- Word on the street is that I’m running eight miles tomorrow morning after getting up at 4:00 AM. It will be my longest run ever. I’m amazed that I’ve gotten this far in my training program, but tonight the word buzzing about my brain is anxious. I need a small vacation from working so hard both on my dissertation and on my training. Then giving up my early mornings, Friday evenings, and Saturdays won’t seem so painful.
- I wonder if there will be any interesting poetry readings or events in New York while I’m there next weekend. There’s something very appealing about hearing words spoken by professional wordsmiths in the capital of the world. Word.