I am, at long last, reading Teresa Nielsen Hayden's Making Book. It's very good. It's highly recommended. It is even better than I would have expected had I expected it to be better than I expected it to be.
Two highlights:
And there's the Snoopy-style Happy Dance she and her husband do when they receive the news that her detailed brain scans are, in fact, what Marty Feldman in Young Frankenstein would call "Abby Normal"...
Posted by DeLong at August 16, 2002 01:49 PM | TrackbackHayden's cautionary tale of the student who failed to keep his address updated reminds me of an incident from my own education. Some years ago, I graduated from undergraduate school in New York City without having been admitted to any of the law schools to which I had applied. After graduation, I returned to my parents' house in the suburbs of Washington, D.C., while deciding what to do next. In early summer, I received an advertisement in the mail from a bookstore in Berkeley, California. After a bit of puzzlement, I called the UC registrar and learned that I had been admitted to Boult Hall, but that the admission letter had been mailed to my now abandoned New York address. (I never did attend Boult; I, no doubt foolishly, chose another law school that admitted me in August.)
Posted by: Martin on August 17, 2002 01:27 AM