It's Welcome Week at uni, which means my schedule has ramped back up and the commute has begun again. I meet my new MA Publishing students this week, as well as some of the undergrads and MA Creative Writing students. And in January I get my first PhD students. It's a lot, all at once, so I am doing what I can to keep up. This means it's back to 2 planners (one for the schedule, the other for notes). And a new backpack. And office supplies. (OK, I really only got into this line of work for an excuse to buy cool pens.)
It's also the last con of the year here in the UK. This weekend is British Fantasy in Scarborough: Fantasycon by the Sea. On Saturday I am on a panel at 11am: What I Go to School For: How Important is a Literary Education to a Writing Career? Joining me will be AK Benedict, Jon Courtenay Grimwood, Conrad Williams, Marc Turner, and my good pal Val Nolan. Then, at 1pm, I have a reading.
What am I reading during my slot?
I HAVE NO FREAKING CLUE! This is why I am at my desk at 10pm on a Monday, tearing my hair out trying to find something that will work in 15 minutes--that will be interesting enough to keep an audience's attention. Granted, my audience will likely be about 3 people, and all of them friends. And someone who got lost looking for a panel. So, yanno, no panic there.
Cue the fraud police.