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This is true. 
I had the strangest dream last night. In the dream, I woke up and found that it was snowing in Houston in June. Clods of white snow covered the streets knee-deep. I was staying at my parent's house although I was a grown-up in the dream, and waking up to all to fresh snowfall made no meteorological sense. My mom didn’t seem phased. She was sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee, and my dad was outside clearing the roads for cars. 
Of course, even in the dream world, it was still Houston. The snow was already melting. Mini-icebergs floated on a river of slush and came to rest in front of the storm drains. Above all, the sun smouldered, waited for just the right time to smite my nocturnal wonderland.  
"It should be all gone in a day or two," said my dad, still shoveling, smiling, with the sun beaming down.  
End of dream.
Hmmmm....
SWAMPS, SUMMER, AND LIMINALITY
I don't know quite what to make of this one, but let me give it a shot. 
I’m on summer break.
Summer is - or has become - a liminal space for teachers and students. I mean "liminal" in the anthropological sense. You can read the Wikipedia link, if you like, but I'll define a liminal space as a space between regularly ordered parts of life that allows a person the freedom to do or be things outside their normal purveyance. Usually, to reach a liminal space someone has to cross a threshold. Think of Luke Skywalker going to the swampy planet of Degobah, where he met Yoda and received his training. He returned, not a complete Jedi, but an accomplished one. Summer break - really June 1st - is that threshold for me.
Crossing a threshold last June at King's Cross. This is Platform 9 3/4, which is a threshold in Harry Potter. Young students leaving for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had to push their luggage carts through this wall to reach the train to Hogwarts. You're getting the whole liminal thing now, right? It's all over the place if you start looking for it, like I did last year on my Juneventure in Europe. Every summer I've had for the last decade I've tried to treat like a liminal space, and that has changed me. I wouldn't have written a screenplay, three books, an album, or quit my job to pursue writing for a time if I had not treated summer break as such. It was - and is - a stepping off point for me, where I can explore - creatively, personally, geographically. And I am thankful to God to have those opportunities to pursue these many things. I almost feel guilty having all this time to myself, like I should be doing the sort of work everyone else does all summer long. Almost. Then I remember that I am doing work, even if sometimes it feels more like play. 
THE LIMINAL LANDSCAPE (AKA SUMMER PLANS) 
MARYLAND WRITING WORKSHOPLast June I began the summer with a  trip to Redland Middle School. My friend Chrissy works in the English Department there, and I’ve run two days of writer’s workshops at Redland for the last four years. After having my students for a full year, it’s rewarding and energizing to dive into a school for an intensive two days - more like being a grandparent wanting to make the most of every moment rather than the parent who has to manage expectations more carefully. I can say things like, “Today is all for you. It’s your chance to find out what it’s like to be an author, so go have fun with that. Your only job is to keep your pen moving: that’s the writer’s job. It’s just that easy and just that hard.” Anyway, that usually goes over pretty well, which is why they’ve asked me back again. This year’s trip is in thanks to a contribution from my current school, Kinkaid. Thanks to them for supporting my work. 
THE TWO BIG FIFTIES!Later this month I’m headed to Galveston for my parent’s fiftieth wedding anniversary! Good grief, time flies. 
In July, another milestone: it has been fifty years since The Eagle landed on the moon. Plenty of events to attend in Houston because of that!
TULLY I’m working on book four. It’s a lot. I should have it out next year. Ending this series will be bittersweet, but I look forward to wrapping up this tale and beginning another. 
I might write more about the landing, the anniversary, and Tully on the blog in the coming months. 
FINALLY Now, if you don't mind, there’s a boarding gate about to open. I'll step over this threshold and take a first step into June. I think I have it all planned out, don’t I? Let’s see how long that lasts.
After all, it was snowing in Houston when I woke up this morning. Although I hear it’s 95 today.
Love and rockets, Adam
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