My nomad/gypsy life continues . . .
Post New York adventure, I had a few days at home in northern Illinois. Then down to Springfield. I had my Defense for my thesis Tuesday morning (yes . . . I was up in the morning, I even had this meal that the natives in the cafeteria call “breakfast” . . . I’m not sure if it’s a long or short “e” in the pronunciation, I’ll have to research that). The Defense went pretty good. There were suggestions of things I could do post graduation, with it, to make it stronger, but there was no question as to my passing – in fact, hefting the giant pile of pages, my 2nd reader said that this was really a doctoral work.
That night I had my public reading. Torrie and Genenda showed up to give their support, as did a few of my former writing buddies (all of whom graduated), who I missed dearly. One of them, Joanna, teaches a writing course at UIS now and brought her whole class over to listen (which really bulked up my audience).
Afterwards, she said they were all very excited, after seeing an example of a final project and that I was “something of a rock star to all of them now.” She also said I needed to teach a class or workshop in writing.
Wednesday I got to hold my soon-to-be goddaughter!!!
I also saw the opening night of Antigone which made a nice, circular completion to Oedipus, from last semester (it was good to see what became of my daughter/sisters).
Then it was a little rum, then it was a drive back home, late into the night.
And now . . . off to the airport (I don’t even bother unpacking my bags anymore) to go to Boston for this year’s magician’s conclave, near Cape Cod, in a town that sounds suspiciously like a setting from one of H.P. Lovecraft’s tales. I think it’s called Fal Mouth (I may have messed up the spelling).
Have you hugged your Cthulu today?
Joshua Alan Doetsch 
Yes I have, and those suction cups would be painful if not for the insanity.
Yeah, thank the dead-gods for that numbing insanity . . .
Yeah, thank the dead-gods for that numbing insanity . . .
Yes I have, and those suction cups would be painful if not for the insanity.
Yeah, you left Springfield just in time for me to get there . . . dick.
Sorry man. I have little control over the road lately – it takes me where it wants.
Sorry man. I have little control over the road lately – it takes me where it wants.
Yeah, you left Springfield just in time for me to get there . . . dick.
You guys should have come down for the reading. I was really impressed, even though I had read part of Souls Unsure before. It really came alive when read aloud. I think the highlight of the evening for Josh was when one guy compared him to Neil Gaimon. Keep up the astounding work, Josh. You’ll go far.
Thanky.
Thanky.
You guys should have come down for the reading. I was really impressed, even though I had read part of Souls Unsure before. It really came alive when read aloud. I think the highlight of the evening for Josh was when one guy compared him to Neil Gaimon. Keep up the astounding work, Josh. You’ll go far.
What did you think of antigone?? I know you thought my hair was so sexy 😉
I liked it. I thought the interpretation is lively and not overly serious and monotone (anytime you can have a few moments of comedy in a Greek tragedy is a good thing). I liked the light and sound effects (especially at the very end). And seeing it made me realize that short and sweet is a goodl length for a Classical play pressented to your average modern audience member. I noticed a lot less seat squirming from the general crowd.
I liked it. I thought the interpretation is lively and not overly serious and monotone (anytime you can have a few moments of comedy in a Greek tragedy is a good thing). I liked the light and sound effects (especially at the very end). And seeing it made me realize that short and sweet is a goodl length for a Classical play pressented to your average modern audience member. I noticed a lot less seat squirming from the general crowd.
What did you think of antigone?? I know you thought my hair was so sexy 😉