That’s what Thursday’s class felt like. I had to give the first two lectures on research papers and run discussions on about seventy pages of Malory’s Morte d’Arthur and 1 Samuel 16-2 Samuel 10, all in seventy minutes. We went in entirely different directions in each class, and at no time did we stop to reflect on what we were doing.
Tuesday, I’m going to accept that we’ve fallen behind because I was out, and we’re going to have some real discussions about narrative, about kingship, and about morality as it shows up in fiction. We’re going to do it Gilmour-speed (that is, slowly), and we’re going to really get in the gear of reading the texts carefully.
Hardly the Last Word 