{"id":11914,"date":"2016-11-06T12:05:58","date_gmt":"2016-11-06T17:05:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=11914"},"modified":"2016-11-06T12:07:18","modified_gmt":"2016-11-06T17:07:18","slug":"october-2016","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=11914","title":{"rendered":"October 2016"},"content":{"rendered":"

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And then October was behind us.<\/p>\n

I spent the better part of a week traveling, campus calling for work in Indianapolis. I visited Purdue (an hour’s drive away in West Lafayette), IUPUI, and the University of Indianapolis, talking with instructors on campus as I do. All I feel confident in saying about Indianapolis is that it’s a place. It seems like a nice enough place to return to and visit for the first time. But I saw practically none of it. I stayed a fifteen-minute drive from the airport and didn’t get a real sense of the city, or even of the schools I visited. It just was a place.<\/p>\n

But now it’s November, and all I have to do is write up my notes from that trip, which, if luck is with me, I’ll manage sometime before the end of the year.<\/p>\n

Other than that short trip, my October was relatively uneventful. As usual, I read some stories<\/a>, read some books<\/a>, watched some movies<\/a>, and listened to some music<\/a>.<\/p>\n

The stories<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n

I read thirty-three stories in October. A lot of those were horror, perhaps appropriately enough, and several were from Penguin’s American Supernatural Tales<\/i> collection. I might have more to say about that collection when I actually finish it — I’m very close — but overall it’s kind of meh. Some good stories, some arguably classic, but a pretty mixed bag overall.<\/p>\n

Still, I read few others elsewhere that I liked:<\/p>\n