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04.20.99 8:43 p.m.

"When you live in the shadow of insanity, the appearance of another mind that thinks and acts as yours does is something close to a blessed event."

  -Robert Pirsig 

Created on 3/22/01 from a letter written to Dana.
Well, I guess we will indeed be one big happy family in New Paltz. I'm not 100% definite, yet. More like 79%.
Katie didn't like Dana (who will be a part of my New Paltz family) because she ran up and hugged me... um... about five times. Which was a good thing from my stand point (the hugging, I mean). I tried to explain that she and I got along wonderfully and I hadn't seen her in years, but Kate was still a bit jealous. I get kind of jealous about people in her past occasionally too, so I don't terribly fault her.
I'm sure once Kate gets to know her a bit better, she'll like her, because I do. She and I tend to share the same opinions about people.
Dana is Pagan, at least as far as I remember. We never really got to do much together, in that respect. We should. I am teaching Katie the Ways. She has had a vague interest in the Craft for a while, but mostly because it is a big part of my life and prior to recently, it was the one part of my life that I kept from her (Because it was none of her business.) So, I am heavily into the informing process with her. She hasn't worked much magick except slight healing (I had a stomachache) and she did a guided meditation to help her find a magickal name. But she is learning all about the processes and a bit about the history. Well, as much as I can remember when she is in a mood to be taught.

reading: recruiting literature for New Paltz
listening: Shooting Rubberbands At The Stars wanting: To definitely be attending New Paltz in the fall.
interesting thought: Nothing is ever definite. Not even this.

Thomm Quackenbush is an author and teacher in the Hudson Valley. Double Dragon publishes four novels in his Night's Dream series (We Shadows, Danse Macabre, and Artificial Gods, and Flies to Wanton Boys). He has sold jewelry in Victorian England, confused children as a mad scientist, filed away more books than anyone has ever read, and tried to inspire the learning disabled and gifted. He is capable of crossing one eye, raising one eyebrow, and once accidentally groped a ghost. When not writing, he can be found biking, hiking the Adirondacks, grazing on snacks at art openings, and keeping a straight face when listening to people tell him they are in touch with 164 species of interstellar beings. He likes when you comment.

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