Us first. Let us be first.

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Arrived home today to a nice, fat DHL package from one Heather McHugh, who was good enough to savage my essay in places and provide encouragement in others. This was exceedingly kind of her. I composed it with Dragon Naturally Speaking 8, which in places came up with some spectacular mistakes. And, when one is tired and has looked at one’s essay for many hours, one tends not to see those awkward constructions quite so much. So, yeah, it was garbled at times, and Heather was a rockstar about understanding.

I have much work to do, but this is the best kind of response to get from a reader. She has confirmed that I am well on the way to being successful and gently tweaked one original assumption, which I’d been ready to tweak and hadn’t fully articulated in positive terms yet. I am very ready to do the work… I just need some uninterrupted hours and a little energy and focus, which means either I get down to business this weekend or I take a day off of work soon. The latter may not be an option.

I spent twenty minutes on the phone today with a Lindanian who is looking seriously at Warren Wilson. I catch myself gushing about this program. Then I come home to a response like this, and want to gush some more. It’s sick, really.