I’m writing this to take a break from cleaning the house. The task took longer than I had anticipated due to the drain trap under the kitchen sink coming loose and creating a mess. Fortunately, I was right there.
Some good news – S=C is going to be published, though likely under a different title. Star and I put the call for proposals out in late 2010; it’s amazing how long it takes to get things out the door in academia, but hey, we’re getting things done.
There is a dearth of good games out right now, and my enthusiasm for Skyrim has waned. I didn’t even play it once over the break, despite specifically purchasing the PS3 version so I could do so. I did play through the re-release of Shadow of the Colossus and thought it was spectacular, maybe in my top ten despite its brevity and that damnable horse; I’m not finished with Ico yet.
I’ve been reading/re-reading through the older fiction of John Varley. The Golden Globe, Mammoth, Millennium recently. Some of it I’ve encountered before – Steel Beach, for example, I’d read years ago, but I didn’t realize at the time that it was part of a much larger fictional universe. His short stories are pretty strong and the great bulk of them have not dated much, which is always impressive. The John Varley Reader collection is excellent, and contains a lot of interesting asides about the circumstances of this or that composition, in a way that reminds me of one of Zelazny’s collections where he does the same thing, though far more briefly.