If indeed we say the hell with it and go back for a Ph.D., which we may want to do in a year, given that literary fame and fortune are unlikely to descend from the blue in the meantime, we are going to have to do something about the GRE literature exam, which historically has kicked our ass, at least on the practice tests. Damn it, Dryden, I thought we were through.
Do we want to spend 4-5 years in New England or somewhere, thinking about modernism and getting thinner while the snow falls? We might. It would be nice to meet more litnerds, to have someone pushing me to finally learn French or German. It's a significant fraction of one's life, no questionbut the decision is still some time away.
For now follow the sun. Apparently there's a network Tucson sitcom now, and I just don't know what to say.