Some more news, of course. I didn't get into the creative writing workshop with Dan Chaon and Bernard Matambo. A lot of majors apply, and it's hard to get in if you aren't one just for that reason. I'm not hating myself for not getting in, or anything like that, but I do think it's a shame that I won't be able to study with them. It seems like they'd both be totally awesome, and that I'd learn a lot. But, ah well! That means I can take the Odyssey class P/NP, and concentrate fully on finishing up my philosophy and comp lit majors, as well as honors in comp lit. Tres exciting.

I finished reading The Golden Ass yesterday at Oberlin's commencement (the speech was terrible, so I read instead), and then I bought Hemingway's memoir Moveable Feast at the bookstore and now I'm on about page fifty of that. It's a short book, and I'm cheating--I should be reading in French right now. But the book took me in, and I'm thinking that stylistically, I'd like to make my Honors translation sound a bit like that. We'll see. Benedetti a la Hemingway. Hmm. I'll think about it.