September 2010

My infrequent and brief postings of late are the result of a hamstring injury that is a literal pain in the butt. It has lingered for some time now, and I am learning to work (as I am writing this post) standing up. This makes me jealous of my computer time, and I’m about halfway through a new novel.  Blog and correspondence suffer.  Sorry to everyone.

Since I’m here, I must take the opportunity to rave about The Windup Girl by Paolo Bacigalupi. It’s every bit as good as all the reviews and awards would lead you to believe. The best sf novel I’ve read in years.

He was there a few days, just long enough for Sarah and me to grow fond of him, and for him to scare the crap out of Ethel.  Now he’s gone.  I hope he found a good home.

I had a wonderful birthday, the best parts of which were this card Sarah made for me and spending the day with her.