Category Archives: Broken Glass Waltzes

In Which the Prof Leaves a Very Small Mark, and Is Content

A few minutes ago, I was looking to see if a story I wrote many years ago is still available online (It is, but it takes some digging, as the webzine no longer appears to be active. And there’s another one … Continue reading

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Sunday Evening Potpourri: Beauty and Sadness Edition

A bit less than an hour ago, I returned to Mondoville after having spent about 40 or so hours in the environs of Lexington, KY. The occasion for my travel was not one I would have chosen, but it was … Continue reading

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Time Machines

Brian Morton of Sarah Lawrence College had a fine article in yesterday’s NYT about a topic I’ve addressed in the past. As a medievalist — as a teacher of literature — part of my job is to walk my kids through … Continue reading

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Thanksgiving, 2018

Yesterday, my dad’s best friend sent me a picture of the building that I believe was my first home with my parents. It’s the intersection of 14th and Woodland Streets, in what is now the very trendy neighborhood of East … Continue reading

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Bouchercon 2018: Day 3

I slept in a bit this morning, but still had time for breakfast. When I got to the buffet, I sat with Frank Zafiro and we chatted a bit, agreeing that the convention has been a blast, even though we’re … Continue reading

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Bouchercon 2018: Day 2

It’s been a long day in sunny, stormy St. Pete. Nevertheless, I’m persisting. I started my morning once again by fueling up at the breakfast buffet, and then making my way to the shuttle to the convention. I made my … Continue reading

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Bouchercon 2018: Day One

Woke up this morning (Da DAH da dah DUM) in time to hit the breakfast buffet and catch a shuttle to the historic and beautiful Vinoy Hotel, home of this year’s edition of Bouchercon. It was good that I loaded … Continue reading

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