BEST TIMES I WAS ALONE FOR DAYS
- •Research at the Smithsonian, fall 2010Not strictly a human-free experience, bc archivists and city, but I sublet a place near Logan Sq & every night sat in front of the tv in this sad apt, turning the document jpegs I had taken at the archive that day into bibliographic records, while watching all of Battlestar Galactica on DVDs I rented from what must have been the last video store in Dupont Circle. Eventually I was watching an episode in the mornings, before I went to do research. When the show wrapped up I cried like a baby.
- •10-day writer's retreat, Shin Pond, Maine, summer 2011This is interior Maine, not seacoast, and totally devoid of people. I drove my sister's car down a mile of rutted track to this lake cabin and then was too scared of hurting the undercarriage to drive it back up. Saw no humans for a week. Read every Sookie Stackhouse book, wrote a dissertation chapter, smoked on the dock at the end of the day. Loons in the evening and rice and beans for every dinner bc who is going to complain.
- •Housesitting for my parents, New Hampshire, summer 2012Our family friends kept inviting me to dinners and I kept declining. "sorry, I can't, I need to lie on the sun porch couch and stare out at the garden and read every Kage Baker book"
- •Postdoctoral work cubby, Philadelphia, 2012-2014I had a postdoc in Phila, and lived in a tiny apartment and went back to see my husband in Ohio once a month. I had two or three friends in town and very few in-person obligations. Work work work, make soup, walk around pretty Chestnut Hill, work. Everybody said "You must be lonely," but I miss that time.