I have a large, ever growing, pile of books sent to me by publishers in the hope that I will review them. Smart publishers know that I have an interest in helping you make best use of your (probably limited) book buying budget. I’m even thought to have quite a lot of influence in the […]
I have a confession. Classes start next month and I haven't started my syllabus yet.
Part of me is nervous. If I don't do it yet, I won't have to teach yet.
Part of me is excited. I get my own class.
But most of me is just enjoying summer. And working on my thesis (not as much fun).
The text book for my class next year has arrived. I don’t think I have ever been so happy to receive a text book next year. While it was difficult to select a textbook, I hope that my students enjoy it.
Having the textbook in my hands means that I can start working on my syllabus for the fall. Twenty-two weeks I get to spend with these students, so I hope I can help them learn to love writing.
I am a graduate student studying English Literature and English Composition. A few weeks ago I received the news that I was selected to work as a teaching associate. I will be teaching my own freshman composition course in the fall. I’m excited and nervous at the same time.
This is my place to embrace the fear, explore possibilities, and teach for the first time.