Now that the article is done and off my desk I find myself today wondering what to turn my attention to. Though there is a long list of work to be done, as it’s a rainy day it also feels like a perfect day for reading. And I have lots of reading to do. Here’s the pile:
That’s a master’s thesis, a SSHRC proposal, Ethel Wilson’s Swamp Angel (which I’ll teach next week). Achebe’s Things Fall Apart (which I’m teaching now), Herb Wyile’s recent study of Atlantic Canadian literature, Anne of Tim Hortons (which I’m reading for a prize jury), and three novels on the Kobo, Esi Edugyan’s Half-Blood Blues, David Bezmosgis’s The Free World, and Miriam Toews’s Irma Voth (all of which I’m considering teaching next term in my Contemporary Canadian literature course).
And here is where I will do my reading: in my sunroom on the couch with a cat on top of me and a cup of tea nearby.
What a FANTASTIC job I have! Now, where’s the kettle?