My Books

the strand: venice, ca

After spending all day at home tending to a child just sick enough not to go to school, I’d really been looking forward to exploring a web first, this evening: The Strand: Venice, CA. It’ll make an excellent first post as a […]

the uses of blogs

Hey, a while back, Axel Bruns and Joanne asked me if I’d like to contribute an article about using blogs in research to a book they were hoping to put together. The book’s a goer, and will be published by Peter Lang. […]

bloggers take over media

Good heavens. That case about Apple suing the bloggers (or well, actually, are they bloggers? Isn’t it an online zine?) is the top story in Dagbladet right now. That’s kind of weird. Not that it’s old news, but that it’s top story. […]

Tree in Jonas Lies vei

Although I walk past it every day, I hadn’t noticed the crazed geometry of this tree until I saw it covered in snow this morning.

It snowed more!

I don’t think there’s been this much snow all year. If the sweet old lady upstairs were still alive, she’d tell me seriously that I really should have taken my bench in for winter. She’s right, of course. Oh well, peeling paint’s […]

will I get a tan on brigantine?

Next week’s Easter! Maundy Thursday, Long Friday and Easter Monday are all holidays in Norway. I’ll be in the States, writing and thinking and reading and spending time with my boyfriend, and I am so happy that Norwegians take Easter seriously. Oh, […]

action plan for demartyring self

Steps to stop being a martyr: At start of week, write down what needs to be done before next Monday Prioritise ruthlessly. Absolute necessities get done first. Accept that many things won’t get done. Learn difference between what must be done and […]

working martyr?

I’ve been grumpy today that I have to prepare tomorrow morning’s lecture when all I want to do is have a proper weekend. Monday morning lectures are terrible: I haven’t once managed to prep it the week before but always end up […]

So much for gardening

Yesterday the sun shone and I bought seeds and thought of weeding, getting my hands sunk in earth as Auntie Joan suggested. Perhaps a little early to rob the earth of its protective layer of weeds, I thought, and I guess I […]

beauty

I wish I could show you what it was really like. There used to be a carpark there. Now the cars are gone and people cross the square in all directions, a quiet happy buzz around them on this sunny day that […]