By circuitous means I finally reached Dundee yesterday — by way of La Guardia, Charlotte, London, Glasgow and points in between. Miss Charlotte was delighted to know there is an entire city named after her. Grades all done but the shouting, so I am ready to enjoy the break with reading, writing, The Bridge, Luther, Grimm and of course, playing dolls. Starting tomorrow, a little more daylight each day. A thought to cheer.
You may guess from the infrequency of posts that I am extremely busy. But I have found time to enjoy myself, too. Pleased that the lovely QoE was able to visit and hang around Hipsterville AKA Hudson for the day. We had a lovely time plotting, planning and laughing. Flint and Steel, baby!
Then there was the whole Thanksgiving thing which allowed me to eat a lot of good stuff (of course, Bertie was doing almost all the cooking) and drink champagne and watch movies and do some work and get almost caught up on some things.
I did mention relaxing, right?
Brenda wouldn’t let me put this picture on Facebook, alas. I think it turned out very well. Buzz was visiting, too, which made Connor happy. It was an unexpectedly mild weekend weather-wise
My story (or was it Graham Wynd‘s?) ‘Grotesque’ has been translated by Marta Crickmar’s student Filip Cieślak for the Polski Noir site (you know I owe that to Mr B of course). Check it out and see the other luminaries featured there.
Actually the shenanigans began before the con because the lovely Maura arrived to spend a little time here first. And I am already kicking myself because I kept forgetting to have her sign my books and now she has already departed. Boo! Super big thanks to Debi for (as usual) sorting out the room and making everything run smoothly. Gracious thanks to Broad Universe, especially Terri Bruce. Great to see so many people I don’t get to see that often (like Nancy and John) and to make new acquaintances of cool folks like Katja and Deborah).
Catching up with the last part of the Raleigh trip: it sure is good to visit Susan and Ron and get some kitty time. Even better when Byron and Star make the drive over from the west. I am grateful to you all.
I started the day teaching from the Sermo Lupi and making comparisons to current apocalyptic predictions. In 1014, Wulfstan made similar prognostications about the lack of a future, due of course to our sinfulness, leofan men. I tried to point out to them that medieval folk would have had many of the same reactions as we do — mostly because they had to get back to the work of getting enough food to live on.
Actually I started with my students working on their productions of Hrotsvita’s plays, but I didn’t have to do much in that class except answer questions while they practiced and did some blocking. I love Hrotsvita: her works run from would-be necrophiliacs to virgins threatened with the brothel life and deals with devils. Drama is so much better when the students perform it. They actually understand what’s happening!
Of course, I need to pack as I am on the road tomorrow to #RallyinRaleigh for Bouchercon. Hope to see a lot of folks there. I’ll be in Graham Wynd mode, promoting both Chastity Flame (first novel free in your bag thanks to Smashwords) and of course, Satan’s Sorority.
There’s something wrong with my brain. It’s seldom short of ideas. I’m always grabbing for my notebook to write down something new that’s occurred to me while walking, driving, teaching, taking a shower (why is that always a great place for ideas?) or whatnot. And more times than is practicable, I do something with those ideas.
Hence all those books —
And yes, it adds to my workload to be doing websites and social media for various professional organisations (like Broad Universe, Mavens of Mayhem, CSR AAUP, and the new Digital Humanities Initiative) as well as my own selves like Kit and Graham, but as I said somewhere recently I’m making up for all the slack time in my indecisive youth.
And they’re things I believe in! Like Write 4 a Day, my new project I’ve been thinking about for a while. A monthly, one-day writing retreat for folks in the region. It will be held out at Universal Pathways (oh yeah, another site I maintain), so I can also share the beauties of that wonderland. I made this image for advertising the series: that’s Miss C’s golden slippers under the orange curtains in our bedroom in Dundee. Yes, I miss my family in Scotland.
But keeping busy is a way to distract me from dwelling on places I would rather be. And I will have some extra distractions because I am house-sitting for three weeks out at Brigadoon, which means [dun dun DUN] no WiFi. So expect me to be online a little less (or at least sporadically). Heh, I might actually go to my office more…
News about Chastity Flame — but anon. It’s too hot right now (ugh).
Actually I don’t think there’s a single picture of me, but you get to see through my eyes! Two big photo sets I just put in albums on FB so they don’t use up all my space on here. First is the start of the school year (Charlotte P1, Allan P7, Murray still in nursery).
And after they were all settled in school, I went off for a wander in the Botanical Gardens, an amazing sanctuary in the city.