tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659143390118940477.post722432823043080943..comments2022-04-02T09:48:18.540-07:00Comments on The Practice of Attention: What You'll GetUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659143390118940477.post-23504831942509520962017-06-24T05:22:45.621-07:002017-06-24T05:22:45.621-07:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07712681574961151607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659143390118940477.post-83405020945850507942017-06-24T05:22:25.452-07:002017-06-24T05:22:25.452-07:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07712681574961151607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659143390118940477.post-70341205412500971202017-06-24T05:22:15.687-07:002017-06-24T05:22:15.687-07:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07712681574961151607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659143390118940477.post-52043529546634995682015-01-11T08:47:50.758-08:002015-01-11T08:47:50.758-08:00"sold""sold"Justin Evanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12161484350184865575noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659143390118940477.post-33581709181330481092015-01-11T08:47:15.947-08:002015-01-11T08:47:15.947-08:00Just last night a former student (I teach high sch...Just last night a former student (I teach high school) was bagging my groceries at the market when he asked how many books I had sole---the one he saw advertised in the local paper. When I told him 'probably five' he flipped out, "No!" he shouted. I didn't have time to explain things, so I just put on my best 'trust me' smile and told him poetry doesn't sell. It's my most dreaded conversation.Justin Evanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12161484350184865575noreply@blogger.com