The spring quarter at UCR starts tomorrow. I’ll be teaching an introductory creative writing course, open to freshmen of all persuasions–future biologists, businesswomen, dentists, painters, or entomologists, as well as future poets and writers. I’m both excited (I get to give a lecture on writing twice a week!) and nervous (180 students? What fresh hell is this?), but probably more excited than nervous, since we’ll be reading and discussing Yusef Komunyakaa, Marjane Satrapi, Vladimir Nabokov, John Cheever, and Maxine Hong Kingston, among many, many others.