Teaching is probably the only thing I have ever thought I could do for a job. That's not writing. I mean this occurred to me in college upon reading Summerhill and Death at an Early Age, and then I basically was a camp counselor (see Cool for You) and a substitute teacher in Boston and I variously got my ass kicked. So I retired until much later.

I taught a poetry workshop at St. Marks in 1980 and I still wasn't much of a lecturer but by about '87 I could actually speak and think and I taught at NYU continuing ed, sort of composition and I taught my own first independent workshop that summer and it was held in Myra Mniewski's work studio on East. 9th St. Now you can click on my cv for all the reasons one might click on a cv and find out the many institutions I've popped in and taught for. Mainly in NY it was Eugene Lang College, then I took umbrage at the condition of the adjunct and I quit-though how could I "quit" exactly since I didn't have a class to teach.

But mainly, and this is the reason for this section, I taught independently and it was kind of in the style of the workshops I went to at St. Marks in the 70s with Alice Notley, Paul Violi, Ted Berrigan, Jim Brodey and Bill Zavatsky and their many guests and substitutes.

My workshops mimed their in that they were assignment-based and also touted an anti-authoritarian working artist aesthetic. I don't know if my "students" would agree, but that was my impulse.

I variously taught at Trial Balloon, Lombard Fried Gallery, University Settlement, 14th St. Y, Lucy Sexton's, Anne Iobst's, my home at 86 E 3rd St., my home at 308 W 40th St., Joe Westmoreland and Charlie Atlas's home on 14th St., Jennifer Munson's apartment, at the home of the girlfriend of a boyfriend who was meant to get sober via poetry (didn't work), I mean so many locations.

Now-and this is what I was getting to, I'm now a professor at UCSD, I'm Professor Myles who is teaching fiction and is head of the writing section. I still live in NY as well---make sure my landlord knows! But I am a tenured professor in CA and it is the shocking reward for independence-UCSD is a beautiful eucalyptus-scented campus, very smart, and I am currently holed up in my office working on my website. Jordana is working here as well. She is teaching literary theory this semester. I teach short fiction.

I'll keep you posted, but if you like to talk, you'll probably like to teach. It's a good gig.