Oh, Lord. This week has been a trying time for me outside of writing. I've been trying to think about my "process", but I have spent more time concentrating on things like New Voices and what to write my Milton II paper about. I think I've decided to write about nature as a fallen entity in "On the Morning of Christ's Nativity." I think exploring nature in another of Milton's poems might help me to get some creative and research-y juices flowing. I have some good ideas of my own about the opening lines of the hymn portion of this poem, so I hope it will work out...and by that I mean I hope I get an A.
Concerning class discussion this week, I am becoming terribly worried about how I am going to make it in this field. I know I want to be a teacher--I know I would make a good teacher--but I'm not sure if I can cut it professionally. What if I can't ever publish anything? What if I can never know enough to keep up with others in my field? I don't know if I am driven enough or care enough to REALLY do this.
Tomorrow is the next day, however. I've got to stick to my plan: one day at a time. Tomorrow I will look at Lycidas and see whether or not it is a better choice that the Nativity Ode for a midterm paper. I suppose that is all I should worry about today. Ugh. Milton. Why? Why do you have to be so difficult and so well-trodden?
Additionally, this should have been posted Friday, but I am stupid and forgot to copy and paste. Oh well.
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