I’ve been having trouble looking at things. Looking at the overwhelming amount of work I have to complete, but also looking at everything. Literally, looking.
My eyes sting and burn. First it was my left eye. Not red when I looked in the mirror, watching the lid close involuntarily, but watery, as if one eye cried while the other remained open. Hopeful.
A couple weeks ago my publisher sent me my book proofs. They were late– I’d expected to get them before my winter break, but someone was sick and things got delayed, to the fault of no one, so I received them mid-January, just as the semester was picking up and four weeks before my preliminary exams. Also, right after I started The Interior Gaze and Sentient Scrolling.
I started working on proofs while also trying to organize the two sci-fi courses I’m teaching for the English department– courses I’ve never taught before– while also attempting to organize my notes for prelims and speed through the last u…
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