Done!

Like any number of others around the blogosphere, I'm done for the semester. Exam booklets are sorted and rubber-banded, grades are in, these and those reports are submitted, and I'm on my own. Incidentally, contrary to what a snotty piece of spam from academicsatire.com (I won't link to spammers) suggested, I will not be enjoying a summer salary while I lounge in leisure. Like most full-time faculty (at least at the public institutions with which I am acquainted) I'm on a nine-month contract. That means no paycheck for the next three months (and anyone who thinks junior professors in an area like metro DC live high on the hog the rest of the year 'round has another think coming).

I plan to spend the next week organizing files (both physical and virtual) and then it's all about the writing (writing for my book, that is). I'll post some things here as they're ready.

Summer in DC can be pretty sultry, but right now the coming humidity feels like the harbinger of all that's good: days filled with writing, dinners out with Kari, movies up the street at the AFI, backyards (well, we don't have one of our own, but we have friends), fireflies, thunder that half wakes me in the night.