Festival of Faith & Writing

I guess I'd better stop scraping wallpaper and start reading Shalimar the Clown, the newest Rushdie novel--which is very interesting, by the way. I like it much better than The Moor's Last Sigh. I'm a little more than half way through, but other tasks were calling today. The reason? My paper on Rushdie's The Satanic Verses has been accepted at this April's Festival of Faith & Writing at Calvin College (www.calvin.edu/festival)! Rushdie is their featured speaker, but that doesn't mean that I expect he'll stop by this talk. My paper is a very condensed version of the Pro Rege article and in its current permutation is called "The Satanic Verses: Incentive to Dialogue." It's being paired with a talk on Rushdie's Midnight Children (which I have not read). How exciting. Maybe I'm becoming an academic after all these years. I've hung up the scraper and squirty adhesive remover for the evening, and a rental steamer is not available at Lowe's. We'll have to go a-hunting for one tomorrow. So back to my chair and my books. I hope there's still Mozart on (see the previous post) because I'm so tired, I'm about to fall asleep. I need some of Mozart's through-the-centuries energy.