...because it might come true. I was pleased to receive an acceptance to Kalamazoo last week. For those who don't know, that's the unlikely location of the International Congress on Medieval Studies, the most prestigious conference in my field (in this country, anyway). Knock wood, I have always been accepted for a panel to date. Best of all, I know Wendy is going this year! I look forward to hanging out with my fave gal pal, being Edina to her Patsy.
But that wasn't all I submitted: yesterday I received notice that I will be giving a paper at the Pseudo Society panel.
My ambitious side says, "Yay!" This is quite a coup. My more rational side says "What were you thinking?!" This is the big deal on Saturday (prior to the dance anyway). The big auditorium in Fetzer is usually packed to standing room only. Great possibilities for major crash-n-burn. Ay yi yi.
Suddenly my paper doesn't seem all that funny. The good thing is I have several months to polish it--and polish it, I will.