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Author: John Crowley
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From: “Smith”
To: “Thea”
Subject: Georgiana
10 AM. Back to Georgiana’s. She said she wanted the site shut down while it was redesigned, and I said that I thought that was a bad idea. She hates the pop-ups and the ads. She said it was like trying to read an encyclopedia article in the middle of Piccadilly Circus, “you’d say Times Square.” She won’t talk about how much money it would take to redo the whole site and relieve it of advertisers, but she certainly has big ideas. Of course I really don’t get to say Okay hey, show me the money, and what do I care anyway? Let the Sondra (Lilith) Mackays of the world worry about that, I just do my job. Anyway it seems now I’m working for her. So we hovered over the site and talked.
I learned that a long time ago she wanted to get a degree in math (she says “maths”) from a US university but her family talked her out of it. So there’s the primal scene. And now she’s the head of the family and can do what she wants. She didn’t say that.
WOW. I’m exhausted. I’m going to be here a month at least, and do Mary Somerville, Charlotte Angas Scott, Rosamund Franklin, and Ada Lovelace, and a couple of others I never heard of. See me rubbing my hands together? That’s glee, not the chill. (It’s weird: the “electric fire” is all the heat there is, and if you get out of range of it—like on your way to the bathroom —it’s cold as hell.)
World’s longest email. Write me again and again.
S
Mom—Don’t you love these lilacs—they’re at Kew Gardens—remember, “Come down to Kew in lilac time,” I haven’t been there yet but the postcards are everywhere No lilacs yet though. I’m here doing research for the Web site. I don’t have a real address yet—I’ll call you soon to let you know.
Love Alex PS Hi to Marc
From: “Smith”
To: “Thea”
Subject: Amazing
So guess what, one day after I get here to look at letters and papers of Ada Byron King, Countess of Lovelace. An amazing thing. One of those things that happen to me, that come after me to happen. Those where I tell you: ah, the world isn’t what we think it is. And you just roll your eyes up, mathematician.
Somebody got in touch with Georgiana yesterday with an offer. Some papers have turned up and this person (Georgiana isn’t even saying a name) wants to sell them to Georgiana because she’s like a collector and the person knows she’d be interested because the papers are Ada’s! Georgiana says she wasn’t told exactly what they were but the person told her they were “extensive” or anyway there was one big something. They were found in a trunk that’s claimed to have been the property of Ada’s son. Whose name was Byron. (His first name. Ada’s father was George Gordon, Lord Byron, the poet.) The son was also a lord, Lord Ockham. So Georgiana is going to go and look at them, and she wants me to come. She’s not really sure what’s up here and this is all a little odd to say the least (she said) but she asked me wouldn’t it be such fun to see them. Well sure. I’m ready.
So see? Amazing things gather around your lover & podner. Don’t tell me it’s all random. Some things are Meant To Be.
Smith
From: “Thea”
To: “Smith”
Subject: Not amazing
gosh weird good luck with this woman better you than me
just because its important or interesting doesnt mean its not random things wouldnt be random if they were uniform if they are truly random you have to expect crazy runs of luck you dont get more than anybody you just notice it more or maybe you do get more because some people would have to randomly get more but who gets more is randomly distributed have to think about that one but anyway theyre only amazing to you because they have to do with
S
From: “Smith”
To: “Thea”
Subject: Georgiana
10 AM. Back to Georgiana’s. She said she wanted the site shut down while it was redesigned, and I said that I thought that was a bad idea. She hates the pop-ups and the ads. She said it was like trying to read an encyclopedia article in the middle of Piccadilly Circus, “you’d say Times Square.” She won’t talk about how much money it would take to redo the whole site and relieve it of advertisers, but she certainly has big ideas. Of course I really don’t get to say Okay hey, show me the money, and what do I care anyway? Let the Sondra (Lilith) Mackays of the world worry about that, I just do my job. Anyway it seems now I’m working for her. So we hovered over the site and talked.
I learned that a long time ago she wanted to get a degree in math (she says “maths”) from a US university but her family talked her out of it. So there’s the primal scene. And now she’s the head of the family and can do what she wants. She didn’t say that.
WOW. I’m exhausted. I’m going to be here a month at least, and do Mary Somerville, Charlotte Angas Scott, Rosamund Franklin, and Ada Lovelace, and a couple of others I never heard of. See me rubbing my hands together? That’s glee, not the chill. (It’s weird: the “electric fire” is all the heat there is, and if you get out of range of it—like on your way to the bathroom —it’s cold as hell.)
World’s longest email. Write me again and again.
S
Mom—Don’t you love these lilacs—they’re at Kew Gardens—remember, “Come down to Kew in lilac time,” I haven’t been there yet but the postcards are everywhere No lilacs yet though. I’m here doing research for the Web site. I don’t have a real address yet—I’ll call you soon to let you know.
Love Alex PS Hi to Marc
From: “Smith”
To: “Thea”
Subject: Amazing
So guess what, one day after I get here to look at letters and papers of Ada Byron King, Countess of Lovelace. An amazing thing. One of those things that happen to me, that come after me to happen. Those where I tell you: ah, the world isn’t what we think it is. And you just roll your eyes up, mathematician.
Somebody got in touch with Georgiana yesterday with an offer. Some papers have turned up and this person (Georgiana isn’t even saying a name) wants to sell them to Georgiana because she’s like a collector and the person knows she’d be interested because the papers are Ada’s! Georgiana says she wasn’t told exactly what they were but the person told her they were “extensive” or anyway there was one big something. They were found in a trunk that’s claimed to have been the property of Ada’s son. Whose name was Byron. (His first name. Ada’s father was George Gordon, Lord Byron, the poet.) The son was also a lord, Lord Ockham. So Georgiana is going to go and look at them, and she wants me to come. She’s not really sure what’s up here and this is all a little odd to say the least (she said) but she asked me wouldn’t it be such fun to see them. Well sure. I’m ready.
So see? Amazing things gather around your lover & podner. Don’t tell me it’s all random. Some things are Meant To Be.
Smith
From: “Thea”
To: “Smith”
Subject: Not amazing
gosh weird good luck with this woman better you than me
just because its important or interesting doesnt mean its not random things wouldnt be random if they were uniform if they are truly random you have to expect crazy runs of luck you dont get more than anybody you just notice it more or maybe you do get more because some people would have to randomly get more but who gets more is randomly distributed have to think about that one but anyway theyre only amazing to you because they have to do with
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