I managed to finish a draft of the article and sent it off to various and sundry who promptly pointed out all the things wrong with it, of which there were many. Which I knew, actually, but it was still helpful having their comments to mull over. I cheerfully ordered my brain to mull and spent the rest of yesterday alternately unpacking and goofing off. I'm pretty much down to book boxes now. Not that everything that's been unpacked has been necessarily put away...
Todd (U of C math guy friend) came by in the evening to watch the Lakers game with Kevin. I watched off and on, in between working on another handmade book. Have I mentioned that layout is a huge pain? Huge. I can do it, and I can even get kind of lost in it and finicky about it, but really, I don't find it fun at all. Glad I'm not a graphic designer by trade. I should remember that the job sounds a lot more glamorous than it actually is. :-) Did finish the text, a set of my love poems. I made it into a book block and glued it into the casing this morning (while in the throes of massive procrastination), and I'm very pleased with the result. Will show you tomorrow, once it's done drying.
I made a couple copies of that text, actually; I think I'll probably make more books with it. But that's a low priority; I don't get to work on duplicates until I finish all the originals. :-) Still waiting are: hand-written recipe book, "Season of Marriage" book, "The Poet's Journey" book, the carousel, and a set of poetry coasters. Possibly a few other hanging pieces; I need to pull all the ones that are done out and see how many there are. Not much point in making more than I've reserved room to hang. Oh, right, hanging. Have to make sure they all have the sort of mounting that I can hang on pegboards. Life is complicated!
I've drastically revised the intro to the article, cutting out a lot of extraneous stuff about her biography and about Dark Matter and about blackness. It was relevant to the bio-bibliography, but not so much for this article, I think, which really is about how Due handles power, especially in a social context. She's really more interested in contrasting individual desire versus societal needs, I think. It plays out in somewhat gendered ways, but not as much as I'd first thought. And it has way less connection to blackness than one might at first assume. (The assumption might make an interesting essay all by itself, but SH isn't really the place for that kind of piece, I think.)
Anyway, now I'd best go revise the rest of the article, which is basically a matter of bringing it into line with the intro and cutting more extraneous stuff. Not sure it's going to be that long when I'm done. Oh well...