Wow. It’s nearly July. I spent the last month in a state of hibernation-decompression. I mostly slept, cooked, read a ton of books, and played Dragon Age: Origins until my eyes bled. (Note to self: finish that half-baked essay on the narratology of video games.) Then I went to Lake of the Woods, Ontario. I stayed in a cabin by the late for ten days without phone or internet. I caught fish, bashed their fishy skulls in, and ate them for dinner. They were delicious.
I’m doing pretty okay. I managed to move out of my apartment without incident and now I’m sharing a large sunny room with my boyfriend in a house that’s much nicer than it had any right to be. I’ve been writing, strangely enough. I’m leaning towards realism and half-finished speculative fiction stories that I abandoned years ago when I have no time. Now I have an awful lot of time. As Lorrie Moore said, “Now you have time like warts on your hands.” Indeed.
You may have noticed I haven’t posted any part of my thesis here yet. Frankly, after wrestling with the thing for a year I didn’t want to look at for a while. I didn’t want to face the tiny bits of editing I’d inevitably do before sharing parts of it. I wanted to stick it in a box and forget about it. By now I have a little distance.
This week, for serious, I will start posting stories from my thesis. This series will be probably be Thesis Lite. No introduction or critical afterword, no filler, just the stories that I think turned out pretty okay. Most, despite being published in thesis form, I’d still consider works-in-progress. Feedback, as always, would be appreciated.