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October 1, 2012

Submitted by alycia on Tue, 10/02/2012 - 11:00
  • I think I remember doing this very same thing two years ago after the other conference, in the same city I thought was in another state: buying a book at the airport as a reprieve from thinking and plotting and organizing and other activities of scholarship. I think then it was Kindred by Octavia Butler. This time I agonized for so long in the store the worker invited me to sit down if I wanted. Eventually I settled on Bossypants, I think because it was so far from the theory I should have been reading. I got through almost half of it on the flight home. I also looked at all the pictures of the stars in a glossy mag, in a way I only have any inclination to do while trapped in airports.

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