I feel like this is me when I read queer* history in public.
― Dexter Palmer, The Dream of Perpetual Motion
The Dream of Perpetual Motion by Dexter Palmer
Imprisoned for life aboard a zeppelin that floats high above a fantastic metropolis, greeting-card writer Harold Winslow pens his memoirs. His only companions are the disembodied voice of Miranda Taligent, the only woman he has ever loved, and the cryogenically frozen body of her father, Prospero, the genius and industrial magnate who drove her insane. As Harold heads toward a last desperate confrontation with Prospero to save Miranda’s life, he finds himself an unwitting participant in the creation of the greatest invention of them all: the perpetual motion machine. Beautifully written, stunningly imagined, and wickedly funny, The Dream of Perpetual Motion is a heartfelt meditation on the place of love in a world dominated by technology. (Source)
Steampunk. Shakespeare’s THE TEMPEST. A cold cider.
Toasting you all and taking a weekend off of queer research.
“The habit of reading is the only enjoyment in which there is no alloy; it lasts when all other pleasures fade.”
- Anthony Trollope
Last summer of graduate school starts June 18th.
What will I spend the majority of my time doing until then?