And now I have ‘The Real Slim Shady’ stuck in my head. Catch me rapping at my desk in 3…2…1… SWAG. (Man, my brain’s confused).
Anyhow, the months of cascading deadlines have been battled and won. And here I am, older, wiser, wearier…Fine, it’s all a lie except for that last one. Hopefully the death of mad deadlines will mean I’m back here, writing about things and stuff and things with stuff. I won’t be posting a new book review for a while, I’m currently rereading a book I read a long time ago, Year of the Flood by Margaret Atwood. I’m not sure yet if I’ll do a review on it because I think it’s one of the best goddam books ever written. It is about critique. And I’ SUPER excited for the MaddAdam, the third book in the trilogy, due later this year. I mean, LOOK at that cover!
Perhaps I’ll polish off one of those 54 draft posts I have lying around. Oops.