where I now sit and write I heard a student behind me, young girl with two other girl friends, say “Well I want to be a teacher.” Not sure what I thought or how I thought what I thought after hearing her say that, but now I think “good for her”. It’s a positive that some still want to educate and do what they’re passionate about in education. Again I have no idea where I’m going with this or where I wanted to go but her words stuck to and with me– Now I’m tired, and not in much mood to do anything but relax, with wine, with words and a book and read for once, only ‘cause I want to, not to review the assigned chapters I assigned for lecture’s sake– and now I can’t concentrate.. real life.. insurance and life.. life, always with its intrusions– And Alice calls back to tell me everything is fine. Now I need a glass. Of something. Pinot most likely, the Shone Farm Pinot I bought yesterday at Oliver’s. The MOCK SOMM piece I wrote this morning has been for the most part edited, so I’ll post that soon.. was quite active at the winery with taking quick pictures, no notes as I wanted it all, the tasting-through of those Pinots and other discussions, the wine scores to the vintage and weather and what the vineyards could yield, to be kept in head. To simmer and develop.. closer to my company, elevated thinking and visualization for the blog, and this ‘mikemadigancrEATive’ idea. Having two wines sent to me from and Anderson Valley winery for review on blog, then more wine from another winery. So, then you’ll ask, do I want to be a wine critic or judge or journalist? I don’t know! I just understand about this Mike Madigan, the one sitting here in the adjunct cell that I want to stay close to wine and I want to write about it and represent certain brands, or labels, in some new creative way. Definitive and decided; punctuated with passionate forward with my own oeno-fervor.
My lecture for the night, for 100, planned, and I listen to this music and collect myself, and know I’ll do my best, and I think of Poe in his Philosophies on Compositions, on how convictions and the Artist’s sentiment is delivered and derived. And, like Him, I won’t reveal too much. Why should I? Ask a winemaker how they did what they did, they give you the convenient version, the one they want you to hear and the telling they’re assured you’ll accept. And good for them. Why reveal too much?
I remember when I would walk campus and tell my friends one day I’ll teach at the college level, be a ‘Professor’. And here I am, not with the demeanor or actuality I saw myself having.. But I AM teaching. And I have wine. And moreover I have my words and pages– The MMS to greet this world.