I will not be attending Simmons in the fall; I am deferring. Not that I've done that yet. Though it needs to be in their hands by the end of the week. (This is not a Bad Thing; it is money-related, and hopefully opens doors for me to go work in libraries and research my options and apply for scholarships. Hell, I got into one of the best programs in the country, so I still have that going for me.)
I am planning a garden. Radishes will abound. So will weeds, probably. We shall see if I start anything from seed. I should do it soon. Peppers, maybe?
After a month's hiatus, I started translating again. Thirty-eight days straight of productivity later, I have finished another first draft. (This probably has something to do with my blogging absence--I was scared of jinxing the streak) I am up to a novel, a novella, and two collections of short stories. 150,000 words, maybe, since November of 2004. I don't want to lose my short-term momentum. I guess the editing pen must come out again.
I'm on the negotiations committee at work for full-contact, full-contract negotiations. Preliminary meetings are a bitch.
Finnish? Better not ask. (Damn, those lessons are expensive--I've only taken two, and am having fun, but haven't the time to study vocabulary. Or haven't been making enough time.)
I'm moving at the end of the week, too.
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wait, so are you moving to Boston to try and get established before enrolling or are you just moving to a sweeter or less sweet pad?
Yo quero address. The winter died in cincinnati and I have a present to send (it's closer to the appropriate christmas than to the next one)
By all means, posting takes a back-seat to translating. Though you've told me your plans, viz. moving, I concur with Jef on What-The-Dilly? for $500.
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