But poking my head out of the hole anyway to realize it's been nearly a month since my last post...

The snow has melted, the daffodils are in bloom, the lilac bushes are starting to bud (well-sprayed with deer repellant so we might get a few blooms this year) and we STILL aren't unpacked from the two book fairs in February. But really, working on it ( Read more... )

The best thing about my home workspace is the super-sized window onto the front walkway, which is only used by wildlife (people invariably use the kitchen entrance). So I just looked up from my screen to meet the intense gaze of a large gray squirrel on its busy way up the Japanese maple trunk five feet away (that includes the space inside the ( Read more... )

We've been home from Houston (with a side jaunt to Austin) for a whole week now and the sabbatical feels real at last, always excepting the upcoming Thanksgiving marathon -- Bakersfield and San Jose on consecutive days for two different T-day dinners. Happily my brother has decided to do a lovely pork loin, so I won't be faced with two sets of ( Read more... )

Spent the whole of last week  reacting to the exhaustiveness of Comic-on, wrestling with the new inventory database (wonderful but with some odd personality quirks), catching up with orders and trying to get unpacked. My open suitcase on the bedroom floor is almost empty, the dozen boxes stacked on the deck outside my office have been emptied and ( Read more... )

Whew! We spent the weekend and the first half of the week madly packing up boxes of books (and pulps and comics on B's part0  to the tune of two pallet loads including bookcases for next week's madness and excitement. The big truck (of which my two little pallets are but a fraction) is loading today, so anything else will have to be drug along in ( Read more... )

As in...what have I been reading, anyway?

I finished The Man in the Iron Mask with a little breathing room, as Twenty Years After, also in a 19th century translation, arrived last night. Mmm, more swashbuckling and confusion over motives. It's all about the male bonding. (Is there Three Musketeer fanfic?)

Midway through a couple of Bill Bryson books ( Read more... )