paper mail

I am busy discovering just how many people I don't have postal addresses for, but anything from "I know it's on Mass Ave near Cambridge Common" to "is she still in San Jose?"

Most of the time, I like keeping in touch by email. But right now, dropping random cheerful cards in the mail is appealing, and I am supporting independent creators by getting the cards on Etsy.

In line with that, if you know me and would like to hear from me this way, please give me your address. I'm screening comments this time, and will unscreen any without personal info.

Reading Wednesday is self-isolating

Self-isolating doesn't seem to mean more time for books, just more online things: Discord servers and Duolingo and DW are all less stressful than the news, but they're a different thing.

Recently read: Paladin's Grace by T. Kingfisher. It's genre romance, m/f, but the female lead is a perfumer, the man is a not-exactly-ex paladin, and the context has them stumbling on assassins, trying to find a murderer, and a fair-sized helping of espionage. Also a few very funny bits, because it's tkingfisher, aka Ursula Vernon. I enjoyed it, even though -- or maybe in part because? -- this isn't a genre I read much of.

I have no idea what comes next: looking at my kindle last night, I was going "not this" and "it's too soon to reread this one again" and I gave up and did a puzzle instead.