Arkem: You said something before that I thought should be addressed. You said you were writing. Possibly still are? Me: …yes. Arkem: Right. Then I wanted to make you aware of something. It’s Sunday. That’s a day when traditionally people don’t work. Me: Yes. Um. I couldn’t help it. You left me alone in the […]
October 8, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
This morning all I have to say is this: math is always, always just a little bit weirder than you thought. * John von Neumann
September 14, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
I saw the Berlin wall fall. I saw the end of apartheid. I saw someone have their face smashed in with the butt of a rifle. I saw soldiers of two different countries jog through the streets of the town I lived in. I saw a kid in my school, a victim of corporal punishment, […]
September 11, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
There’s an old theory of reporting (which I can’t readily find a reference too because I apparently suck at google today) which says that something on the other side of the world has to be something like a thousand times more awful for it to have the same impact as one person suffering in your […]
September 10, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
I like to fly. I do. But I also can’t sleep on planes. This is a problem because there is a point of exhaustion that you pass where reading gives you a headache and you’re too twitchy to sit still and listen to music and your travelling companion (if you have one) is sleeping and […]
September 4, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
Some people seem convinced that learning a new language is a simple act of learning new combinations of syllables to signify an already rigid meaning as determined by one’s own language, that summer is the same thing as été or samhraidh, only pronounced somewhat differently. This, of course, is not true. Learning a new language […]
August 17, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
Who says comics never teach you anything? Paleolithic. I have now learned as much from this single page as I have from certain exhibits in the four museums I’ve wandered through in the last few days. Although to be fair, some of those exhibits were entirely in Spanish…
August 16, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
A couple of weeks ago in San Francisco Arkem threatened to kill me, but in the end he didn’t because apparently I am very charming. I was indulging in my recurring urge to climb things and made him follow me up a rather impressive hill.* When we were halfway up said very steep thing Arkem […]
August 10, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
Yesterday I finally escaped the acid flashback that was Disneyland and California’s hints that it might want to tremble into the sea, and I am now watching the lights of the Vegas strip come on like a neon sunrise. Looking back from here the SCBWI conference looks like it was a moment of delightful sanity. […]
July 23, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
Me: Arkem’s spare room — or what he calls my room — is filled with books. Rick: Very sensible of him. Me: I thought so. He says he knows what the Kandaces like, and this was less creepy than trying to find fake Ricks to populate the room with. He also says that may be the […]
October 9, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
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