Two New Posts at the TOFSpot
The Shipwrecks of Time - excerpt
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Wilma decided that Jonathan Henkle could be remarkably dense. He absolutely could not understand why she had gone ape-shit over Delacorte’s assignment. “This is my third year at the Institute,” she told him when she confronted him in his office, “and I’ve never been sent to Europe for so much as a demitasse!”
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Boskone 50
Back from Boskone. Boston was snowed up, but not impenetrably so. I am told that a week earlier was a different story, but that is ever a risk for a con in mid-February in Boston. On the waterfront. The Westin was its usual self, with the additional twist that its main restaurant no longer served dinner. Well, it was pricey-plus. But the "pub" is not large enough to handle the dinner crowd. Fortunately, I didn't care, since I was staying in a different hotel entirely.
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This may be the next-to-last excerpt.
Wilma decided that Jonathan Henkle could be remarkably dense. He absolutely could not understand why she had gone ape-shit over Delacorte’s assignment. “This is my third year at the Institute,” she told him when she confronted him in his office, “and I’ve never been sent to Europe for so much as a demitasse!”
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Boskone 50
Back from Boskone. Boston was snowed up, but not impenetrably so. I am told that a week earlier was a different story, but that is ever a risk for a con in mid-February in Boston. On the waterfront. The Westin was its usual self, with the additional twist that its main restaurant no longer served dinner. Well, it was pricey-plus. But the "pub" is not large enough to handle the dinner crowd. Fortunately, I didn't care, since I was staying in a different hotel entirely.
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