Please don’t ask me how the guy that can barely manage to talk to people on the telephone to order a pizza stands in front of a group of young adults and attempts to teach them about writing. It’s a long story (and I just explained I don’t like talkin’).
Anyway, somehow I ended up teaching writing, which is fortunate because (to steal from Terry Tempest Williams) I’m more or less unemployable, and this gig keeps the bills paid, more or less.
From time to time I will write about my misadventures in the classroom on the blog, but I can’t promise that what I say will be in any way true, useful, or relevant. Sorry.