writer and teacher
At flickr, I’ve posted the photos T. took at my graduation reading. Here you can see me from a T.’s-eye view, as I gesture toward my clip-on microphone to ask if it’s working. Doing two readings in two weeks reminds you just how weird your own voice sounds when projected to an audience. But doing…
Michener graduation dinner, 2006 Originally uploaded by Katharine B. Marla, Michener administrator extraordinaire, took this photo at last night’s graduation dinner — I’m the one in pink, diving for the baked goods. I look pretty relaxed, yes? I was, and not only because of the tasty bread. Our graduation reading went well — I read…
Summer in Austin has begun — the sun is biting. Yesterday, I walked my usual route to and around campus and came home in early evening to find my shoulders pinkened. Somehow it catches me by surprise, every year. (Last year I got positively broiled. It was gross.) Tomorrow, sunscreen. *** Via Gwenda Bond, a…
On my Firefox weather extension, today’s icon is something I haven’t seen since watching the national news broadcasts when I was living in Ireland — a sun half-covered with clouds and rain. I’m willing to bet that the Austin variation of “sunny, with rain” will differ from the Irish one, though. Fewer mists here, more…
The practice reading was marvelous fun, even though we had no functioning lights for the outdoor stage and everybody after the first reader ended up reading by penlight. We had a good audience — maybe thirty, forty people, mostly friends and other writing students (who are also friends). I read “Daphne,” and it was easy…
More clarification about how book packaging works in the world of teen fiction, by the Harvard Independent here and Lizzie Skurnick here. In other news, I have a reading to prepare for — the graduating students in my writing program are doing a practice reading tomorrow night (at Club DeVille on Red River, 7:30 p.m.,…
Drive slow Originally uploaded by Katharine B. This morning I slept in a little and then went to Café Mundi, our favorite eastside coffeeshop, only a short bike ride away. I ate a Belgian waffle with fruit and whipped cream and scuffled with the Much Ado About Nothing story, which has been extremely recalcitrant. I…
Yesterday I attended an interdisciplinary symposium on the topic of “animal humanities.” A friend helped to organize the symposium, and had invited me to the lunch with the presenters and other graduate students. There had been some difficulty organizing a vegetarian lunch, apparently; the catering services in the student union building tend more toward barbecue.…