I am poking my head up from the homeworking for a moment to reassure folken that I am not, in fact, dead. I *am* doing a sixteen week course in just over five weeks, however. The daily homework/reading is phenomenal.
For example, last night’s was to gather evidence in the fragment for the Trial of the Wife of Bath: ‘HO or FEMINIST? LAPSED CATHOLIC or PROTO-PROTESTANT?
(news at eleven)
I haven’t done any writing or (my)fiction related anything since this class started. I am starting to get a little twitchy. I still need to do some work on the Talislanta game – esp. given that I am running it this Sunday. AFTER a whirlwind roundtrip to DFW for Girl Retrieval.
At any rate, I will be returning to the land of Chaucer for the nonce.
Only three more weeks. I CAN do eeeeet!