Missing you.

Hey, I'm missing the heck out of you guys this morning. What's the weather like over there? How's work, school, interviews, writing, house-hunting? Abby, did you see the lights?

Chabon bam bam

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The archive of Henrich Boll, author of my favorite short story, Murke's Collected Silences was destroyed in a building collapse.

Here's Amelia's Amazon page.

Two more novels by Roberto Bolano found.

Spring?

This morning the music of birds was loud and proud in a way it hasn't been for a while. Loud enough for me to notice. This past Friday, two doves sat on the window ledge of my husband's office and made, what looked like, awkward humping motions towards one another. I think it's spring. Nothing everyone doesn't know already, but we needed a new post, and I'm feeling a sense of renewed energy. How are the rest of you feeling? Done any spring cleaning? Any spring binges of any kind?