In addition to my albatross, “Introduction to New Media Studies,” I am teaching the following courses next year at The Richard Stockton College of New Jersey. I encourage all of you to apply.

LITT 3127: Modernist Literature
A broad survey of literature of the “modern” period (approximately 1900-1950) in Europe and America, with an emphasis on formal innovation — Brecht’s “epic theater,” Woolf’s stream-of-consciousness, Eliot’s use of pastiche, etc. – with some consideration of concurrent developments in the visual arts, music, philosophy and technology. 

LITT 3xxx: Experimental Writing Workshop
Prerequisite: Intro to Creative Writing
A workshop geared toward the writer – poet, playwright, story and non-fiction writer – who wishes to experiment with a wide array of writing practices and formal strategies, both traditional (sestinas, villanelles, alliterative verse) and experimental (cut-ups, constraint-based, visual, hypertext, etc.).

LITT 2xxx: Video Game Narrative Studies
An introductory course that examines where fields of ludology — the study of games — and narratology — the study of story and plot — converge, including sessions on indie games, MMORPGs, serial fictions, social represtentation and game design “auteurs.” CSIS and ARTV students encouraged to apply.

GAH 3xxx: American Experimental Theater
A survey of contemporary poetic and experimental theater, including established figures such as Mac Wellman, Richard Foreman, The Wooster Group, Sam Shepherd, Maria Irene Fornes, Spalding Gray, Charles Mee and Susan-Lori Parks and newcomers Richard Maxwell, Young Jean Lee, Madelyn Kent and International WOW Company.

This might very well qualify as my first ever autobiographical post on this or any other blog with the exception of Facebook, where I mostly just lie. But anyway, these are my summer plans (because, alas, I have them!).

1. Figure out how to break my lease in my present apartment without losing lots and lots of money (and my dignity).
2. Put all of my stuff in storage and go to Montreal for two months and live in a cheap (even free) room and learn French.
3. Develop my several new classes for Stockton College, including Modernist Literature, Video Game Narrative Studies, and American Experimental Theater. (By “develop” I mean learn something about these subjects — like, read shit. And play LOTS of video games…).
4. Develop a handful of new sites for Stockton such as the NMS site and something called “The Fhiz” (which might very well be “The Flaht”).
5. Finish the websites for friends that I have already been paid for that I have been putting off for two and a half years.
6. Drive my car to New Mexico for no other reason than to listen to a lot of music and because Vincent Gallo did it.
7. Find a new apartment in Philadelphia. (Near the Chinatown bus. Near the hipsters of Fishtown. Near the art galleries. Near something.)
8. Drive to Bard, drive to Long Island, drive to New Jersey, oh just drive.
9. Writing projects: I have three plays I want to write (or one play that has three stories, not quite sure — all about DAMAGED PEOPLE) and a short novel that takes place in Philadelphia in the 19th century, soon after the completion of the Eiffel Tower in Philadelphia’s City Center (you see, France had offered us this crappy statue of a woman holding a bunch of flowers but we declined — not modern (read: masculine) enough — so they gave us, instead, this other thing that was in the works, a big pointy triangular phallus-type thing made entirely of metal — a metal banana! — which we liked and thought would be a great place to hang the Liberty Bell, hence its placement in this great city and not off the coast of the East Village — the premise of my novel. Oh, and it’s steampunk).
10. Do something about the screenplays I have written (like, burn them).

I have other things in mind, but ten is a good number. Interpersonal stuff? I haven’t gotten to that stage on my blog. But in case you ever need to call me, or target me for some dastardly deed, at least you know, roughly, where I be.

Here’s something personal: I might get a CAT.

The scariest man in poetry… though here, he looks like John Wieners (I mean, the turtleneck).

I wish they would put one of his (very bad) operas on PennSound someday… I really want to hear Le Testament (which is, I think, the only one recorded).

http://www.writing.upenn.edu/pennsound/x/Pound.html