Words I don’t use often enough: carom.
No writing since my last post. (Damn the holidays.) At least lunch writing is a possibility today. Today, we have had power but no network. Today I have felt like I imagine amnesia victims must feel, at least after the initial shock has worn off: I keep reaching for knowledge, knowing it’s there, but I can’t quite get to it. SF writers have been predicting neural ‘net connnections for years, but I already feel like the net is an extension of myself.
