What's worse than my creative writing instructor's extreme disorganization is me blogging about it. Nothing crazier, academically speaking, than a teacher editing his syllabus--over and over--during class, right before assignments are due. His syllabus is such crap (I guessed in the beginning of class that he paid his little brother $30 to facilitate the course for him, but five weeks later I'm convinced it's true). It's like we are receiving clues leading us closer and closer to the mystery of what assignments require. It is impossible to trust grades he's given, and yeah I linked to my blog in my class bio.

I've never seen anything like this. The best part of all is that this instructor is getting his master's (he's published) with a focus on how to improve communication between teacher and student 8^|
He's basically created his own niche.

Not a time I need added confusion, and so much for the creative part of the class--hard to be creative when I'm scratching my head for five weeks.