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the inbox still has 80-something unanswered emails. if you emailed me in the last week, please be patient. i will reply.

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web ad done. working on weekly planner book and a full page ad.

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heard this on NYT Book Review podcast… of the 15,000 fiction and poetry published this year only 320 are translation

I was engaging in a dubious art form that has no audience.

I read a poem at a coffeehouse last night and watched the audience’s eyes glaze. So, when I read this I smiled. » read essay @ globel life

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Reading Beth Ann Fennelly’s piece in the American Poetry Review.

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Listening to a lecture on Classical Mythology, and still pondering a question about Pollack.

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Pollack. I’m thinking about Pollack tonight.

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“Late one night, sorrow come round/ Scratchin’ at my door… ” Kasey Chambers & Shane Nicholson

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Back home from a full, energetic evening class.

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Someone in the meeting told me I’m not suppose to miniblog a meeting in which I’m supposed to be paying attention to said meeting.

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In a meeting about podcasting and multimedia whatnot.

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Route 8, running hot. Route 6, minutes late. Route 28 on time. Still made it to the office before the meeting.

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Off to the bus stop to brave the October blizzard.

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Flurries (that means snow to Southern states).

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From iTunes: “Dear Podcast Owner: Your podcast… has been approved. You should expect to see it in iTunes within the next few hours.”

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Podcast successfully submitted to iTunes.

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Coding XML podcast file and uploading mp3 to web server.

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Ah, a walk through the mountains with old friends on a beautiful autumn day followed by a shared supper. A full day. A full heart.

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Done working on a media kit. Expecting out-of-towners soon.

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Watching Simon Schama’s Power of Art DVD collection.

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Oh, happy, happy Friday. Some good citizen brought doughnuts to share with fellow office-dwellers.

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It’s a beautiful chilly, rainy autumn day.