I almost missed calling my brother on his birthday. I am a bad, bad sister.
I am so wrapped up in homework, I forgot what the date was. Yes, it’s that bad. 300 pages of Proust (plus a reading journal). 300+ pages of Dos Passos (Manhattan Transfer). 400+ pages of Agee (Let Us Now Praise Famous Men). 1 fiction paper (plot driven). 1 lit paper on a British Lit book (6 pages). 1 lit paper comparing Wm Carlos Williams and Hart Crane (8 pages). A nonfiction paper for a workshop on Tuesday. A review of a nonfiction work (technique).
And by next week, 36 polished pages of writing to turn in for my final in nonfiction.
Yikes. If I could just stop trying to listen to the Harry Potter movie in the other room!
