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I'm pretty sure my brain has a hard limit on social media locations. (Or just social... anything. I am a very outgoing introvert.) Which means that if I'm active on Mastodon and some private Slacks & Discords, I don't do much at all here. I do read! Occasionally. (Which is why I tend to comment three days after something has been posted, if it still seems worth commenting at all, that late.) But that's the way of the world.
I do miss long-form chatty writing, sometimes. Just doesn't seem as worth it with the relatively low level of engagement compared to short attention span theater zones.
Anyway, a general catch-up for people who mostly follow me here:
I've written three core chapters of my dissertation and I'm working on the fourth. After that: introduction, lots of editing and filling in bracket notes, a token conclusion 'chapter' (like, four pages saying "this is the stuff I said that I would say, and I have indeed said it"), sending it out to advisors & committee, maybe another round of rapid edits, then... the defense? Dear god the defense. Hoping to have that part happening by the end of the summer.
Things are generally okay financially at the moment. That's nice.
I might have a job for this fall, so I'm staying in Minneapolis for another year. (More details once the contract is signed; I would rather not get publicly enthusiastic about it before the obligatory bits and all that, for a variety of reasons.) No idea what I'll be doing in the spring unless some other job suddenly springs up (no pun intended), but I guess we'll see when we see.
The dog's fine. He's a good dog. The cat is remarkably fine, given she's 19 years old; she spends most of her time sleeping on her warm square (a heating pad under a throw blanket, on the couch) and the rest of the time harassing humans for packets of duck pate or her delicious prescription kibble for elderly cat kidneys.
All my fiction writing is utterly stalled, for, you know, dissertation reasons. But I'm still very enthusiastic about my next Choice of Games project, when I have time to finish the last stage of the proposal and see if they still want that project after a year's delay.
And that's it for now.
I do miss long-form chatty writing, sometimes. Just doesn't seem as worth it with the relatively low level of engagement compared to short attention span theater zones.
Anyway, a general catch-up for people who mostly follow me here:
I've written three core chapters of my dissertation and I'm working on the fourth. After that: introduction, lots of editing and filling in bracket notes, a token conclusion 'chapter' (like, four pages saying "this is the stuff I said that I would say, and I have indeed said it"), sending it out to advisors & committee, maybe another round of rapid edits, then... the defense? Dear god the defense. Hoping to have that part happening by the end of the summer.
Things are generally okay financially at the moment. That's nice.
I might have a job for this fall, so I'm staying in Minneapolis for another year. (More details once the contract is signed; I would rather not get publicly enthusiastic about it before the obligatory bits and all that, for a variety of reasons.) No idea what I'll be doing in the spring unless some other job suddenly springs up (no pun intended), but I guess we'll see when we see.
The dog's fine. He's a good dog. The cat is remarkably fine, given she's 19 years old; she spends most of her time sleeping on her warm square (a heating pad under a throw blanket, on the couch) and the rest of the time harassing humans for packets of duck pate or her delicious prescription kibble for elderly cat kidneys.
All my fiction writing is utterly stalled, for, you know, dissertation reasons. But I'm still very enthusiastic about my next Choice of Games project, when I have time to finish the last stage of the proposal and see if they still want that project after a year's delay.
And that's it for now.