At gothamist, reviewing A Spot of Bother by Mark Haddon:

Another success of Haddon’s is the totality of your immersion in the Hall family. Other writers, when putting forth an entire complex family in a few hundred pages, will be tempted to lay the stories down as if the reader was a guest at Christmas dinner – with background and explanations and interruptions. But the Halls know everything about one another, intimately and without footnotes.
…It’s subtle, and brilliant, and should be studied as a prerequisite for ever following in Tolstoy’s footprints and writing the great Unhappy Family novel.

At flickr, taking funny pictures of silly things:
reflexology is a legitimate enterprise
And here at home, where I’ve been reading a lot, landing kisses on Stuart when he’s least expecting it, enjoying the sounds of rain outside, celebrating Rosh Hashana with good friends, drinking full-bodied reds, and not thinking about teaching.
Which, incidentally, went really well this week. It’s occurred to me, blissfully in time, that blogging about my students and their behavior or my colleaques is a complete no-no. But I feel (rightly? wrongly?) that I can blog about what I’m learning about myself and teaching and how it’s affecting my new life, so I will be endeavoring to do that and just that. Teachers out there, your opinions?
What I haven’t been doing lately, much to Shana’s and my chagrin: writing. I know, I know. But between the short-term but intense copy-editing (only one more week) and the teaching, it has been necessarily simmering on the back burner. Will I ever learn to balance all these plates?
But for now, there is dinner and there’s a movie and there’s that full-bodied red I mentioned.

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