How is it with you?

Everything here is pretty darn good. I'm leaving most days during the week to work on ye olde chain around my neck (also known as the dissertation). Yesterday and today I'm reading this really well done book on Buffy by a woman named Lorna Jowett, whose name seems really familiar. I don't know if I've read another book of hers or if maybe, years ago when I did the Buffy panel at the Popular Culture Conference, she was one of the contributors. Since she lives in England, I'm thinking it's the former rather than the latter. It's called Sex and the Slayer, and it's a very accessible. As I read it, I keep wanting it to be what I wrote. Can't I just, for my dissertation, have one big "DITTO" mark and say I agree with everything this person said? No? Damn.

Anyway. Off to somewhere that I can sit, have a coffee, and read in a comfy chair (otherwise known as starbucks.) I'll probably finish this book today, and I can use the thoughts it has stirred in me, therefore, in some writing I'll try to do tomorrow. It's been helpful, and you always have to have critics who are talking about the work you're doing. That was a problem I had on one of the chapters; my books were so unknown that no other critics had actually talked about them.

First, a shower, and a baby snuggle, and out the door. The babies are now playing with their incredible babysitter, who I adore because she is the best.