This last week has been tough, coming home to a house that needed cleaning, bills to pay, and family a trauma as usual, dealing with two sisters, a nephew and niece and my mother 4-5 times, plus a son and daughter. Sort of like hail, hail, the gangs all here. October I'm on as the golf coordinator so I need to get that going tomorrow.
I've been working on some background issues related to pieces I want to submit. I guess I don't feel very certain of my welcome. Welcome may not be the best word for it, but that's how it feels. I feel like I always have a foot in three different worlds and don't know which foot to cut off so I'm normal. I'm close to quitting since I feel I will be forced out by competing publishers and the monthly mental strip search game, so I guess I'm not feeling very appreciated or that it is worth the trouble. But I still continue on, since I like my story and I have some pretty good thoughts about subplots--three I've identified so far.
In terms of reading, I'm almost finished with "The Past and the Punishments" by Yu Hua and "For a Song and A Hundred Songs" by Liao Yiwu and Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery. I've finished reading "Push Open the Window" edited by Qingping Wang, it was very delightful, thoughtful poetry. I'm well into Red Sorghum, too, by Mo Yan. After I get my golf schedule ready I should be getting my essays, book reviews, etc. out. These will be added with my book assignment for my month, Soul Mountain by Gao Xingjian. I find it interesting to note how many Chinese writer's use pseudonyms for their writing. The poets I found inspire me to cross worlds.
In terms of Chinese Literature, these are just a few drops in the bucket. I'm working on reviews for two of Michael Coady's work and through several of Chris Arthur's essays.
I'm working on two poems, one about churches and one based on a Mark Roper poem that needs editing and a few haiku.
Meanwhile, I've ordered some of the reading for next semester.