1 day ago · Writing · 0 comments

I have not meant to let so much time go by since my last blog post; indeed, I'm astonished to see that I haven't written since Friday. On Saturday, I wrote a rough draft of my sermon, and Sunday, I had to be on the road by 7 a.m. to preach and preside at Faith Lutheran in Bristol. Yesterday I was putting together the syllabus and other unique-to-me course elements for the online Professional Writing class that I'm teaching for Spartanburg Methodist College this summer. The class starts on Tuesday, a week from today, but students have access on Thursday.I often tell people that the only time I really feel that I have off is the week between Christmas and January 1: no classes to teach, no sermon to write, no prep work to do. Still, this week feels different, even though I still have appointments and online teaching duties.It feels like the first week of summer, although it's hard for me to pin down when summer starts precisely. The last day of in-person class feels like a demarcation…

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