Over 1,300 words. Lecturing notes and pieces for my book, the MS due in March.. to be sent away, for sakes of teaching and student empowerment, making literature your own and being more of an active participatory reader and.. don’t wan’t to bore you, just note I’m very much alive this morning. Cup two, Jackie awake, Alice and Emma upstairs feeding, and me ready for the day and this new singularized path I’ve decided. Again revisiting the PhD idea, and BELIEVING I can do it. But what’s my doctorate to be in? Lit? Education? Philosophy? How ‘bout a coalescing of all? Loving this feeling this morning and the motivation I’m greeted by in my own home, this Autumn Walk Studio..