Paul's Tuesday night reading was wonderful--he read from his most recent novel, The Hidden World, which I just read a couple of weeks ago, and new short story, which was also dark, smart, and delightful.
The students seem like a great group of people--Leslie and I have really been enjoying them inside and outside of class.
Friday night's party was fun, too, though as always I got a little into my ubiquitous tongue-tied party mode, which I really am getting sick of. When there are too many people to talk to, I find I can't talk. It didn't help that I was painfully tired.
Jim was up in Victoria this weekend visiting my parents (who are still suffering from their long home-rebuild project--it has been about three months now) and our friend John. I spent a lot of time reading and sleeping, both accompanied by cats in various configurations. I also sat down to watch The Buccaneers, thinking it was a movie and discovering that it was a five-part series. Could I turn it off to get some sleep? No, I couldn't. I did enjoy it, even though I was fighting to stay awake by the end. Silly me.
After all this lazing around, though, I did finally reach the end of the first draft of my new novel.
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