Yesterday, I took the ms. for "La Belle Fleur Sauvage" to the Hay and proofread there. I like this novella much more than I was afraid I would. Today I have to take care of all the line edits, and then it goes off to the editor. I can not explain how incredibly strange it is to be working in a library that has an exhibit devoted to you.
Last night, there was a new episode of Halt and Catch Fire, and then we watched the first episode of the new Ken Burns documentary on Vietnam, and I read a paper from the latest Journal of Vertebrate Paleontology, "A Pennsylvanian ‘supershark’ from Texas." And I hung out in Second Life. I think I got to bed around 3 a.m.
Aunt Beast (who does not visit foreign lands, but only sits in the small red room and writes, and who wishes it were otherwise)