So we've been moving. I've been in my apartment for a whopping 17 years, so there's a lot of stuff. Plus I have childhood stuff in there, since my parents left my childhood home long ago and I had to drag my things to college and various apts. after that.
Moving means finding little things from your past and deciding whether to keep them. Today I went through some papers and found the following two gems:
1. My rejection letter from Princeton.
2. A letter from my brother that begins, "Dear Shitster..."
iPhone copy thanks to Brad
Chick lit and 'Sex and the City' being studied academically
Hey, yesterday's entry was all I had time to write! Anyway, there is now an academic book out about chick lit. The author interviewed me several years ago. She's very nice! It started as an article. I'll have to see if I can get my hands on a copy of the book.
I wonder if she's start a class at UNH about chick lit. Ooh, assign my book! Must work on a bribe...