I’ve spent the last few days just outside of Chattanooga, attending the first annual Codex Writers Workshop. Wonderful. I met a number of terrific writers, one award-winning editor, and a couple of extraordinarily kind folks in Mr. and Mrs. Harrison (parents of the unequaled Mary Robinette Kowal), at whose home …
I survived an overnight Greyhound route, complete with an early morning stopover in the Atlanta bus station. I wouldn’t think this impressive, myself, but folks sure seemed concerned for my well being in the weeks before this trip. “You’re taking … the bus?” was a common response. Yeah, I am. …
I received a bit of academic mail yesterday that began thus. I stared at it for a good ten seconds before I realized it really was for me. You’d think I’d be used to this military rank business after two years, but you’d be wrong. It’s just really strange to …
I finished my most pressing academic projects. My fourth academic article in as many weeks hit the post office Friday. Plus, I finished the edits on my edition of The Middle English Metrical Paraphrase of the Old Testament (this meant writing a number of notes on the poet’s fascinating version …
I still can’t quite believe it, but the Hobbit turned two today. He celebrated with a trip to “Gymboree,” a brief nap, a grilled cheese at Chili’s, and a viewing of Cars. This weekend he gets a more formal party, which will no doubt be long-expected once arrived.