I haven’t been writing much. That’s really not new to anyone who checks back every now and again. I’ve been stuck with the writing. Real stuck. Turns out being a student is a lot of work. Turns out it involves a lot of reading. A lot of writing. Turns out being a teacher and being a student is even more work.
Every single day I stand in front of a class and blabber at them. It’s a performance every damn time. And I have nailed it. And I have bombed it. I have stood their scrambling when everything goes wrong. I have stood their frustrated with their frustration. I have dealt with things that I never expected. At times I have felt woefully unprepared for the extracurricular of being a teacher. Some things they don’t tell you about. Like the psychology that goes into it all. But I’ve gotten by, and it has by far been the best part of being in school again. In fact, not only did I get by, I got through it. The first year of school is over. Papers are submitted. Grades are submitted. Summer looms.
And this summer actually means I’m heading back to Sweden. As far as I’m concerned, it means one important thing for my continued sanity. I’m going to start writing again. I can’t wait.
In the meantime, I’d like to leave you with this in the wake of the SEAL actions in Pakistan. Books that somehow have managed to create a time traveling SEAL who ends up in the Viking Age. What could be better you ask? The fact that they are romance novels. Duh. Who could forget such classics like Dark Viking? Or The Viking Takes a Knight? Or maybe The Viking's Captive? From Sandra Hill, who apparently claims to trace her genealogy back to a 10th century Viking named Rolf, these books are instant classics. Or something like that. This is why I love the internet. And America. Just a disgusting display of ridiculousness.
Welcome to Swedish-America. And Viking-SEAL harlequin novels.
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