It’s spring break!
I won’t be going to Florida. I will be staying home to work on my essay for the AEJMC Conference. Deadline: Postmarked no later than 1 April. I’ve spent the last two weeks gathering the supporting material I need. I’ve been reading and re-reading and making notes and thinking and making more notes. Now it’s time to write.
I’ll take you along for the ride, dear reader.
Today, however, I’m relaxing. No school. Right now I’m doing something I always swore I’d never do: write in public. Well, not “write” in the romantic literary sense, which is what I meant when I first made this declaration in a graduate seminar. Blogging is certainly writing. I’m sitting in The Mud House in downtown Springfield taking advantage of the free downtown wifi and slurping down my second large orange truffle mocha.
I draw the line at podcasting in public. Although it is apparently cool to do so judging from the number of them that I’ve run across recorded in, of all places, airports.