Well, I intended this blog to be about the world of contemporary poetry and the writing life. Here is a reality check. Sometimes there isn't any time to write. Teaching at a community college means a load of 5 classes per semester and most of those classes are composition classes with a few lits thrown in. For those of you who don't know, comp classes are grading intensive. For example, I spent 10 hours of my weekend grading papers. Little chance of writing there.
If you want to write and think that teaching is the way to go, understand this: unless you have a tenure-track job in an MFA/PhD program where you teach 2/2 or 3/3, you might not get the kind of writing time you are looking for until the summer.
Off-topic reality check: today is the end of year 5 in the Iraq War, beginning of year 6. By all accounts the number of soldiers killed in the war will reach 4,000 within the next days/weeks. When I began training to teach, I never would have predicted that I'd be in the position to have a former student killed in combat in a protracted war. It hasn't happened yet, but the odds of it not happening at all aren't looking very good.