Well, this child of the Irish Diaspora gets to go home!
Thank you for your abstract. It is exactly the kind of work we were hoping our event would attract. I have read quickly through your paper and can see that you are taking the debate to where it needs to go.I think you will be very excited by the contributions of our other speakers, especially the keynotes, all of whom in different ways, take up what you call the "invitation".Please assume that your paper will be accepted. (I am jumping ahead here because I recognise the value of your work and its relationship to our overall theme) .I note that you are an independent scholar, but hope that you can find the resources to make it to Ireland.
Are you kidding, dear woman? My credit card is humming in my wallet. Dublin, with world changing hopeful freaks like me, and with Lioness, on my birthday? Oh, I'm there. Challenging Cultures of Death is just my game. This also means that the Poetics books is taking "the debate" where it needs to go. So, color me all tickled. -- Once I figured out that the 10 minutes was an editorial oversight, that presentations were the usual 20, it only took about a week to get that all worked out. Wheeeeee!
Also, nifty little piece on this year's Irigaray Circle in the NYSun. Pretty cool that. Anyone in or near NY that weekend should give me a head's up. Maybe we can hang for a few hours.
AND, at the bonfire the size of a house, we did not burn down Alvin's corn crops in the dessicated late summer because Dead Craig made the rain the come just enough to keep that tragedy at bay, but not too much to make us stop having fun. Next morning, six exhausted people and a pile of five dogs watched golf after waffles and mimosas. Because that, children, was one lovely and taxing party.
AND, I'm going to see Henry Rollins in October. So, things here are just peachy. Gratitude being the order of the day.
Also, nifty little piece on this year's Irigaray Circle in the NYSun. Pretty cool that. Anyone in or near NY that weekend should give me a head's up. Maybe we can hang for a few hours.
AND, at the bonfire the size of a house, we did not burn down Alvin's corn crops in the dessicated late summer because Dead Craig made the rain the come just enough to keep that tragedy at bay, but not too much to make us stop having fun. Next morning, six exhausted people and a pile of five dogs watched golf after waffles and mimosas. Because that, children, was one lovely and taxing party.
AND, I'm going to see Henry Rollins in October. So, things here are just peachy. Gratitude being the order of the day.
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Yay Dublin! Congrats to you.
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