The density of the readings I've been assigned this semester is beginning to show. I was handed a news article to read in class today -- not even from the esteemed New York Times, just a wire story -- and it must have taken me three reads to comprehend it. My mind could not process the information clearly the first two times.
However, while this signals an information saturation as far as receiving goes, I've also noticed a growing desire to write more. Not creative writing, which operates at a level different from my academic work. But writing as a means to synthesize all of the readings I've had so far.
Which is a good place to be, as December approaches. December, with all of its finals assignments and essays, with literature reviews and research proposals and research projects. No exams, thankfully. And so as my mind shifts into writing gear, I hope this will result in well-thought analyses that reflect all of the important work I've been up to this semester.
P.S. The Black Album comes out Friday.