April 30, 2020

Missed a day yesterday. I wonder if that will become a theme?

I spent most of last night reading Donaldson's translation of Beowulf. Studied a good bit of French during the day too.

Today was the third of seven writing workshops I am currently giving on behalf of the History of Economics Society. We talked about keeping readers interested in the body of the paper.

I played classical guitar for years, but as I've grown older I've come to be bothered more and more by its limitations: low volume, poor sustain, small repertoire, or rather repertoire that's missing many of the greatest composers. So I normally don't get a lot out of listening to recordings of the classical guitar. But I came across one yesterday of pieces by Fernando Sor performed by someone named Philippe Mouratoglou. I think it's brilliant. It makes me want to play again.

Speaking of playing again, I recorded two melodies yesterday. Maybe they will turn into songs.

I bought an 8-inch cast-iron skillet specifically to make cornbread in. I made my first pan last night. Ate it with butter and maple syrup.




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