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Broken bones January 16th, 2012

Yesterday I slipped on the ice, fell, and broke my wrist, and I’m already tired of telling people what I did to put my forearm in a cast.  So–prepare for some name-dropping–my friend Tanya Huff, the wonderful million-selling fantasy novelist, emailed me the following story to tell my students and colleagues when they see me this week:

“What happened?  I was doing parkour around the campus and assumed the edge of the roof was six feet back from the snow overhang but it was only four and although I got my feet under myself in time to leap off the dumpster and double backflip onto a passing Prius I lost my footing when the driver insisted on braking for a freshman.” 

Now this is a much better story, no?  Thanks, Tanya!