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We left over a foot of snow and arrived in a false Spring.  The air has a warm touch, and if I didn’t know better, I’d think tulips were going to be sprouting any day now.  They might be already.  And soon February through April will kill them.  The fucking birds are even tweeting like green leaves and blue skies are just around the corner.  I think we are all going to be disappointed on that front for another four months.  At least.
The calendar page has turned, and here we are back in Germany and in 2014.  I like the [...]

the year in books 2013 and a book-lover blog hop

FURTHER NOTES FROM THE FUTURE: I am not sure if people are still having problems seeing the newest posts, but just in case, I’ll be posting links to them all here so that no one misses a thing.
Posts you might have missed:
If you can see this post you’ve won a prize/Kitchen photos
Oh the places we’ve been
A very tiny kid’s room
Daily life February 2014 (a low moment in time)
And then we had a kitchen and life was suddenly all marshmellows and cartwheels
Put on some rabbit ears and dance
Since I spend most of my time thinking about books
NOTE FROM THE FUTURE: Things [...]

thrice the brinded cat hath mew’d

Now it is a strange thing, but things that are good to have and days that are good to spend are soon told about, and not much to listen to; while things that are uncomfortable, palpitating, and even gruesome, may make a good tale, and take a deal of telling anyway. They stayed long in that good house, fourteen days at least, and they found it hard to leave.
-J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit
Here, here J.R.R. Tolkien, here, here.  The Hobbit is just full of tasty lines that apply seamlessly to our own travels. Luckily we are not likely to encounter any [...]

what i’m reading right this second

In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.  Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit hole, and that means comfort.
-The Hobbit, J.R.R. Tolkien
Show of hands: who’s read The Hobbit?  And who’s going to see the second Hobbit movie come December?

the traveler by john twelve hawks

He knew that newspapers and television announcers reported on a certain level of reality. What was happening to him was on another level, like a parallel universe. All around him, different societies were growing larger or being destroyed, forming new traditions or breaking the rules while citizens pretended that the faces shown on television were the only important stories.
-The Traveler, John Twelve Hawks
The Traveler by John Twelve Hawks was the only non-digital book I brought to America; I assumed I would enjoy it without feeling the need to read it again—my requirement for releasing a book back into the wild. [...]

on stranger shores

I am writing this to you from the shores of America.
It is a fact that I still find hard to believe.
The jet lag was horrible; I don’t recommend traveling across time zones with babies to anyone, ever, period, exclamation point, exclamation point, exclamation point.
I spent 23 years of my life in America, and now it strikes me as a country of people running in circles, frantically waving their hands above their heads.
Not everybody, not individuals, and probably not you: It is a feeling, an image that comes to mind when people start telling me stories about the health care system [...]

more tiny house toys

The internet is full of Bauwagen toys.  (And by full I mean “contains about five different kinds upon being googled.”)  I found this one here.  Steep price for a play house that you could easily, and perhaps more charmingly, build yourself for under 100 euro.  Still, I like the idea.  Peter Lustig is probably to blame.

wherein china mieville makes me sad and neil gaiman makes me happy (wfc 2013 part 6)

China Mieville. His name on the program was the reason I had initially decided to attend World Fantasy. Then his name disappeared from the program. Had it all been a cruelly realistic dream? A dream that had resulted in tickets purchased and charges to my credit card? At the airport at 5 am I scrolled through the convention website and found the communique explaining his sudden absence (which actually explained nothing at all, where were you China?!?). Which was also when I found out that Neil Gaiman would be replacing him as Master of Ceremonies. Huh. Now there is a [...]

witches in the air

I meant to post this on Halloween. But photobucket wasn’t working and then Brighton swept me off of my feet. But I still wanted to share because…tiny dragon! Did you celebrate Halloween?

It has arrived: The time for pumpkins and ghosts, crispy leaves and apple pie, early darkness and candles in the windows.
I wish I was going to be at home for Halloween. I would have liked to take Pickles trick-or-treating. I would have liked to have a harvest dinner party. Alas, I will be in England having a very different and wonderful brand of fun. But we still got the [...]

people i wish i had met at world fantasy, and people i’m very glad i did (wfc 2013 part 5)

I noticed her on the first day because of her t-shirt.  I didn’t get a very good look at it, but in passing thought I saw the word feminism.  Was there something about Marx on there as well?  My people?  Likely.  But panels happened, readings happened, and I didn’t get the chance to say hello.  At a party several nights later I found myself chatting with someone I had met in line at the Susan Cooper signing.  The woman with the t-shirt was sitting nearby.  That’s Foz Meadows, she told me, pointing in her direction.  Who’s that? I asked. Just [...]