EK: You're such a schmuck . . . I can't believe you killed [him]!

DS, calmly knitting a sweater for Holly & Theo's new baby: Can't go to jail for killing a character.  There's not a jury in the land would convict me.

In the home stretch of a very elaborate music-voice-and-SoundEffects (SFX) mix for the forthcoming audiobook of THE FALL OF THE KINGS (for Audible/Neil Gaiman Presents). Delia & I listen to each chapter hot off the producer's mixing board (thanks to the magic of YouSendIt), and either crow with glee, or make suggestions.

We have just had to take ( Read more... )

Have returned from one of my periodic hunts in the tall grasslands of Roanoke, having hit the GoodWill, two Dollar Stores, a Mexican Grocery, Walmart & Target, in search of things like matching wine glasses & boxer shorts (don't ask). When I walked into Target I felt like a 16c peasant in Elfland:  "We don't have this kind of thing where I come ( Read more... )

A cool, rainy morning at Hollins U., just outside Roanoke. Everything is green and quiet. Delia & I are sitting at our Dining Room table (AKA EK/DS Command Central), checking email & FB, waiting to wake up enough to be hungry & start talking to each other. And occasionally jotting something down on the "To Get/Do" list for our 6 weeks teaching here ( Read more... )

....well, all I did today was go to the gym & eat lunch & let Jane Yolen in & clean bits of the house & do a crapload of email & make Thai iced tea for Delia & answer more email & make a bunch of dr's appointments & organize visiting family & buy theater tickets for them & like that.  Not too exciting.  Except for Jane, whom we're trying hard to ( Read more... )

Is it so very very wrong to just paste this in here from Facebook?

SUNDAY REPORT:
Got up, masterminded galactic takeover (unsuccessfully), ate lunch. Went downtown to studio, got to direct Neil Gaiman recording his introduction to THE FALL OF THE KINGS audiobook for Neil Gaiman Presents/ Audiobook Creation Exchange: ACX.com (blasto from the ( Read more... )

In the "All Pleasures Must be Paid For" Dept.: Got the WisCon Cold. And so, while I will still be very well-dressed, I will not be hugging & shaking hands with my esteemed colleagues at the Audie Awards tomorrow night (assuming they'll still let me in! A room full of the audiobook world's finest voice talent . . . maybe they'll just make me carry a ( Read more... )

I don't post here often enough anymore.  Here is an expanded version of my latest from Facebook.  Because it deserves to be remembered.  And I bet that you have stories of your own.  I'd love to hear them.Kind of an extraordinary day. Woke early to the manhunt on the radio.  Was glued to TV in the morning, needing to see photos of my old Watertown ( Read more... )

After reading an article in today's NYTimes about Ann Leary, Delia has determined what she has long suspected:  I don't really know what shame is.

I can do fear.  And guilt. And I can certainly feel ashamed about an action I have performed that was ignoble.  But that giant surge of ontological shame - which prompts some people to apologize for ( Read more... )

Yes, hi, remember me?

I'm afraid I've been cheating on you again with dear little shortform, instant gratification Facebook. (And Tumblr, although she's not much of a conversationalist. [I do love those pictures of hedgehogs, though!]  And, of course, Twitter, the scamp!)

So here's the latest:

Despite taking Very Good Care of myself for the past ( Read more... )