I live in Kent, Ohio, but there’s so much snow on the ground and flying around in the air that I feel like I’m on Gethen. Folks tell me that it only gets worse in the coming months. As in I’ll need to keep a shovel handy to get my car out of the snow drifts.
I’m completing my semeiotics exam and methods essay tonight. Then, I’ll move on to my postcolonialism paper (reading Mike Resnick’s Ivory as a postmodern, postcolonial allegory and arguing that SF isn’t necessarily the literature of postcolonialism), and my semeiotics final paper (employing a Derridian reading to Asimov’s R. Daneel Olivaw novels and Philip K. Dick’s Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep, I will show that the Cold War hierarchy of organic over synthetic is challenged in these works). Therefore, no time for kemmer now.
If you have no idea what I’m talking about, look here.
I’d love to see a copy or an e-mail of your paper on IVORY when you’re done with it. I promise not to comment unless asked.
Mike Resnick
Hey Mike,
Thanks for the offer to read my paper on your novel, Ivory. I’ll email it to you when I’m done, and it would be great to hear your comments. Talk to you soon.
-Jason