Back to school
A few of them wanted me to be more prepared. Show more of my own work. More guests. Less time for them editing. “Not sure this class is worth all the $$,” one had written. “Professor gives excellent feedback,” another angel wrote. (It actually felt strangely similar to getting notes on a film.) Their sentiments were unexpected, but many rang true.
The goal this semester is to be better prepared, less friendly and more professor-ly.
I glance over my new syllabus. I am teaching Intro to Editing. (Last year I taught Intermediate Editing). Beyond the obvious differences in the difficulty level of the class this semester, I would not be assigning a text book but instead a “Course Packet.” (Basically a homemade book, printed at one of the many copy shops scattered around the campus.)
I scan the list of articles that would make up the packet. Mostly interviews with famous editors, many of them I’ve read before, a few I haven’t.
“Professor could be more prepared,” flashed through my mind. My class starts this week, how would I get this course packet in time to review?
I did some Googling and found the first article online; unfortunately it was the whole book, but I could easily download it. Awesome, I thought, then $15. Dammit. It’s important, I thought to myself, plus it’s probably a good book. Click. My phone buzzed an e-mail, the confirmation of the purchase. I downloaded the book and was just settling into reading it when my phone buzzed again.
An e-mail from my NYU supervisor. Here’s a link to download the first three articles from your course packet. A copy will be in your mailbox this week.
So much for being prepared, I thought as I began to read, reminded that patience is also something to keep in mind.