Wednesday, January 25, 2006

I think I'm dying of Bird Flu


I'm freaking sick AGAIN. I'm the annoying borderline-ill, where if I drug up enough, I can still function, albeit miserably. I taught this morning, and I've e-mailed in sick for class tonight. I'm very sad because one of my Somali students is cooking up a storm for us in class tonight. We're writing stories about food. Everyone has stories about food.

This morning, a student kept talking about washing her chicken. She needs to mop her chicken. Lightbulb: Kitchen! Not chicken. Kitchen.

I go sheep now. I mean sleep. Sleep!

3 comments:

Brian Farrey said...

Sorry you're not feeling up to par. You know what'll make you feel better? Reading my interview with David Levithan at TeenReads.com. Guaranteed to make you feel perky.

Or maybe that's just me.

Feel well soon!

M said...

Thanks, Bri. I will read your article. I feel much better today. Must have been the large dose of reality television.

Oh, and I thought "slush" was un-agented stuff, not necessarily unsolicited. But I don't really know where I got that....

Brian Farrey said...

Hmmm... how are unagented and unsolicited different things? I don't mean that to sound like a smart ass question, I'm just not understanding the delineation.

Isn't an agented submission, by definition, solicited because they called the editor and said, "Sally, bubella, sweetheart, darling, have I got a book for you! Let's do lunch! Kisses! Love you, mean it!" And if something just shows up because Author X is convinced he's got that one in a million book and mails it directly to an editor, hoping its glowing radiance will shine from the bottom of the slushpile of stuff that no agent would touch. (OK, the last bit is cruel and a generalization but you get the idea.)