I think that antipathy might be too strong a word for what I feel toward my literature class this summer, but it's damn close. My students are phenomenal (although I wish some would contribute more to discussions). I've just had too many stressful events in both my personal and professional life this summer that have prevented me from devoting myself to this class as I would like to. What should have been a relaxing and pleasurable experience for me has turned into a chore. I feel that I am failing my students in some regards. To top it all off, I'm not really sure what's appropriate for an introductory literature course. Most of these students are simply fulfilling a gen ed requirement. They don't need to literary analysis skills. If I teach this course again, I think I might turn in into a cultural affairs course where we study novels in relation to current events, looking to literature - to art - as a means of understanding our world in more complex ways. Yes, I think that's exactly what I'll do.
The only comfort I get from this disaster of a semester is that I am payng attention to my own deficiencies and using them to revise my syllabus in beneficial ways for future semesters and future students.
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