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I started the day with a note of FB saying that someone had spotted a copy of Life through Cellophane in a library. I was so excited. I (in my sleepiness, first thing in the morning) read 'library' in French and thought that this meant there were copies in a bookshop. Copies in the wild!

If there are any copies in the wild still, they're in a single bookshop in Canberra, and I really do need to start exploring my options for the book now I have the rights back. I have so much else to do right now, though, and most of these things have datestamps on them. Still, it was a nice bit of news to start the day with - knowing that your book is arguing with readers that they really ought to borrow it isn't such a bad thing.

For writers and re-enactors out there, let me make you a bit less unhappy with me: last night I was working on the Beast. There is definite progress in the Land of Beastliness, though it may be a few months before progress turns to reportable news.

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I'm trying hard to avoid work, but it happens anyhow. I've done all but about a half hour of the teaching prep for tonight, and likewise all but about a half hour for tomorrow morning. I've reported in to my supervisor and sorted out everything for a seminar I'm giving at Monash University next month. I have arranged my holiday (about which I'm not warning everyone, remember? this means you have not seen the early part of this sentence) and have determined that honey cake will be available at my place (with pot luck dinner) on Erev Rosh Hashanah (28 September). I have heard back from all the editors I emailed stuff to (mostly "yes, we have your article but we can't actually look at it yet").

I have completely forgotten where I was up to in terms of everything else I was doing. What this means is that I shall write for a bit, then have lunch, then finish those teaching preps and wend my way to university and meet my new students. Tonight is mainly overviews and backgrounds and senses of place and time and holy and weird and what magic and myth mean in terms of the Middle Ages as opposed to, say, the 19th century, plus how to spot fairies. I need to know which of the many subjects we *can* talk about in six weeks that they actually *want* to talk about.

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Tomorrow night at the CSFG meeting, I'll be bringing in some handy tips for writing Medieval travel and paying Medieval cheap labour. Also other things.