Let the trip ... begin!!
It's quite ridiculous that when I had whole days to spend sitting at the computer to write blog entries if I so wanted, I did just about anything but. And yet now, rushing around madly trying to pack and buy things and organize and drive here and there and say goodbye to people, etc., etc., my brain says to me, "Oh! Here's a great blog idea about Kelly Link's new collection!" and "You should tell people about the crazy novel progress" and "You know, if you linked to that article ..." And so on.
Ah, time; so elusive, so lovely, so easy to generalize about in meaningless ways.
So: tomorrow I'm catching a flight to Frankfurt, and then another one to Rome, and shortly thereafter I'm getting on a ship. I'm going to visit parts of Greece, and the ocean, and then Rome again; and then up to Germany for a while. I can type this and almost believe it. This trip has been the Big Thing of the year, a body around which so many other things have orbited, and now it's tomorrow. How very odd.
I have packed (mostly) and am (mostly) prepared. I have spent many hours planning what to bring, what to leave, and (most importantly) which books to bring to maximize reading enjoyment and minimize bulk, all without running out of things to read.
I'll probably be without internet access much if not all of the next three weeks, yet if I do find some free time and connectivity, I'll try to post something pithy and exciting. If not, please just imagine me touring around, acting both overwhelmed and giddy, making a fool of myself as I try to speak in not one but three languages in which I know no more than a handful of words and taking lots of pictures. Good times.