My poor students are in the throes of midterm exams. I try not to tell them how wonderful it is when they’re done–that you can keep on learning without any threats hanging over you. You can learn solely because you want to.
Which brings me to my current announcement.
It has come to my attention that I will be buying a new bookshelf. I will admit I had an inkling this would happen, what with how I currently have a pile of books on one chair, a pile on the floor next to my Da Vinci sketch, and a pile on my little Egyptian table. But it’s now “for realsies,” as my st00ds would say.
My second manuscript requires research into a new time period. I blame William Somerset Maugham. Because if it wasn’t for Ted Morgan’s BRILLIANT biography of Maugham, I’d not have known how PERFECT said period would be for my book.
Research = books. Books =
(and I see in the photo below I need to get rid of a lot of price tags. but what can you do–some of them if you rip them off, they leave icky sticky residue… Alas! Alack! The trials and tribulations continue! ;-p)