68 bar rises 30.02 2mph NE dew-point 59 Summer, cool and pleasant
Waning Gibbous Thunder Moon
Again this morning off to the Cities to the Sierra Club for help with a mailing and to make some phone calls, drop by the MIA. This is three trips in two days and feels like too much. I scheduled all this myself, too. Hmmm, gotta speak to the person who keeps my calendar.
After finishing 48 lectures on the history of English literature yesterday, I had an odd realization. Over the 15 plus years I have been writing, I have spent time in serious, sustained study of astronomy, liberal religion, art history and the classics. When I say serious, sustained study, I mean time frames of years. In the case of liberal religion over a decade. But. I have not devoted any appreciable and no sustained time to the study of the novel, the very form I have chosen as my own. Strange.
So, my dream for the next stage of my life entails concentrated study of the novel, its history and craft, as well as reading more novels. I want to write a serious, literary novel, not my next one and perhaps not the one after that, but soon, one informed by the insights and craft of others. I might even take a college course in literature. When in college, I refused to take literature classes, saying I could read on my own. I have, too. Now, though, with a different intent, I might well find literature classes instructive.
Gotta sign off and get to the Sierra Club.