Everything from:viking school

In which everything’s coming up Humphrey

…although I do wish I had a more euphonious surname. I think it’s already too late to give myself one, however; it was too late the moment I signed my first contract. My website is ready, and will go live as soon as my webmaster has a free moment (currently, he is doing double duty as saladmaster, soon to be followed by workoutmaster). My web designer is a marvel of creativity and patience, and deserves some really nice tea. I continue to be amazed and humbled by the kindness, professionalism and enthusiasm shown by the people in my communities: the SF community, the bookselling community in general, and the community of my friends. My life makes me so excited sometimes that all I can think of doing is running around, picking up heavy things, or hauling myself up walls. […]

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In which I succumb to temptation and relate a dream

I know, I know… I’ve been told before that no one finds dreams interesting. But since I’m the only one here: I was paddling a dragon-boat with Elizabeth Bear. We went around a lagoon for a while and then braved an open channel, where we capsized, but quickly recovered. When we returned to the dock, we adjourned to a barracks, where we did pushups with a number of other people. A skinny, pale man with no legs was doing handstand-pushups, with amazing balance. A young, dark, bearded man instructed me on a better placement for my hands when doing tricep-pushups. Finally I was resting and I said to Bear, “All this exercise is great, but this doesn’t seem like a regular gym; what are we here for, anyway?” She said, “Viking school!” I am, as you can see, immensely charmed with the idea of Viking school, and would like to begin my instruction post-haste. […]

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