My recollection was correct: Hild does belong on the shelf next to Lavinia and Matrix.

Griffith has finished the first draft and at least the second round of rewrites of the next part of the story, Menewood.

Finished rereading Hild by Nicola Griffith, the first part of a fictional biography of the lightly-documented Saint Hilda of Whitby. I love this book, love how it centers girls and women in its well-researched portrayal of seventh-century life. I read this slowly enough that having the ebook was a huge advantage: Whenever a character I’d forgotten showed up again, I could quickly search to remind myself who they were.

Also yesterday, while out with a friend, the dude decided to head to Capitol Hill, despite never having ridden transit without me. He made it, with a few minor misadventures along the way. Super-proud.

Yesterday, Meghan got her second booster.

Took light rail to Capitol Hill yesterday evening with the dude. He kind of fell in love with the place.

Rebooting the smart power strip (unplugging it and plugging it back in) allowed it to rejoin the home automation system.

Yesterday, took a short walk from the Arboretum to Foster Island with Leo and briefly-in-town Ken.

Went to a Magic prerelease with the dude for the first time in … a while. We both had fun.

Had brunch at Greg and Jocelyn’s, including Mom and Marco.

Finished reading Index, A History of the by Dennis Duncan. Duncan made the topic as lively and entertaining as it could possibly be, though chapter seven did drag a bit.

Took the day off and walked down to Mom’s: 8¾ miles, 2¾ hours.

This morning’s kitchen victory: cream puffs.

Downloaded my Twitter archives.

Finished reading Last Exit by Max Gladstone. Lots of thoughts about the book — reminds me of Stephen King I read ages ago; repetitious and hamfisted observations on the Way the World Is Today; difficult to stay focused on, especially the first half — but in the end it won me over, and I really enjoyed it.