Tonight I am off to Scotland.
Tomorrow I will walk some of the same streets that Mary Queen of Scots rode through (did she ride a horse? some other large animal?)
I will try to stalk the hangouts of Burke and Hare (look ‘em up)
And one day I will take a long bus ride north, and have [...]
Cup of Shame
Scotland
Next week. Sea monsters?
Spoiler, no warning. Revenge, but no weirguild. Stripes.
I walked into Cochin’s freshman class 5th period. She was talking about Beowulf, telling the story of him killing the dragon, asking a few questions, jumping around, all startling and dramatic.
And she discussed the ending of Harry Potter. Boom, just like that. I haven’t read the book, and in an instant I knew the ending. [...]
