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Today is so far better than yesterday. I sorted my doldrums and general malaise (so many things went wrong!) by reading several dozen articles in rapid succession (some for the Beast and some for the dissertation) and sorting a hundred and twenty three* other articles, to be devoured soon. My end of Aurealis judging is very nearly finished, too. Yesterday might have been a pig of a day, but I didn't entirely waste it.

One rather nice thing that has happened is that Mary Victoria conclusively proved that my anti-fan was a spammer. I no longer have an anti-fan! All my one star reviews in future will be entirely earned.




*There is power in precise numbers. There's also power in realising something important about the Thomas of Monmouth narrative. It took a folk expert's article on it for me to divorce myself from the pain and look at the date and the jurisdictional issues. The focus on the anti-semitism obscures some very interesting issues that overlap with some of the Robin Hood development and now I have to work out how I write about this. I'm thinking a novel, using what happened and what apparently happened, but not linked to this world, just so that I don't get trapped in the usual problems. Besides, there's a great story in it. And I'm thinking I can't do it right now!! Drabbit. Have novel - want to write - must do other stuff.

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Purim and International Women's Day collide this year. This means I have a religious obligation to get drunk on International Women's Day. If anyone wants to join me, there will also be a Gillianish retelling of the story of Esther, and pastizzi and sweets (two kinds of food!). For interstate friends, first in gets the futon, after that there is L-space and after that there is, alas, nothing except cold corridor. Come! Visit!