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China Miéville and Guy Gavriel Kay

I just picked up China Miéville's new book. It'll be good to see how the author of Perdido Street Station does young adult fiction.

I also now own Guy Gavriel Kay's new book. You would thank me if I beat you over the head until you agreed to read Guy Gavriel Kay: "In the ancient baptistry, the pair are surprised by a mysterious, scarred man wielding a knife who warns that they've 'blundered into a corner of a very old story. It is no place for children.'"


For some reason, I can't comment on the "I'm back" post, but I can here.

I'm glad to see you blogging again. You are one of the greatest thinkers I know and a damned fine writer. The combination always makes for great blog reading.

I thought of you yesterday (even mentioned your name to a couple of former classmates during lunch). During the lunch break on the 2nd day of the bar exam we had a young woman join us whose husband is being tranferred for his 2nd year of residency to a hospital in Pontiac. That got me to thinking of doctors and lawyers and, naturally, of you.

I'm glad you can see light at the end of the tunnel and I look forward to learning about the emergency room medicine!

Is it true that HB is clerking for Sandra Day?

I couldn't comment on your "I'm back" post, either. I understand where you're coming from on blogging about work. I'm trying to figure out a way to do it. However, your position is even more difficult than mine for the simple reason that most of my clients don't have computers with internet connections (some of them, especially the ones on the reservation, don't even have working phones, which makes things frustrating sometimes.) I may blog a little about the job later.
Denise, good to hear from you again. Retired SCOTUS judges have clerks? why?

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