I do enjoy this meme. :)
Say “interview me!” in the comments and I’ll ask you five questions of my own choosing, at least for the first two or three or five who ask.
I have finished my proofs, and sent them off, even. This is good, because tomorrow they’re turning our electricity off for eight hours, so we’re leaving the house and going to Dublin to try to find me some new shoes and to watch the new Underworld movie and…possibly to go to the Long Room at Trinity and check out their murder mystery novel history display. Probably not, though, ’cause I bet those first two things will take up most of the day.
We’re watching something about some Irish guy doing an Arctic journey. He’s heading for the North Pole right now, on a nuclear-powered vessel, and it reminds me of the Midsummer Regatta in Kim Stanley Robinson’s Science in the Capital series. It’s set in the near future and the first Midsummer Regatta is held the first summer the North Pole is accessible through an ice-free passage through the Arctic.
There’s nothing especially emotional about how the passage in which it’s mentioned is written, but–possibly because I’m from an Arctic part of the world–the impact of that very-nearly-throwaway story aspect was astonishing. I’ve read it two or three times now and it gets me every time. I have very little doubt I’ll see the day when that Regatta is possible, and, I would do just about anything to participate in the first one. I’m heartbroken by the entire idea, and the heartbreak goes both ways: in awe and in horror that it could be done.
My brain is suddenly empty, so I’m going to bed now.
miles to Dunharrow: 150.4(x-posted from the essential kit)