|It forms when darkness is increased by one, by Mark Witton|
Alright, I'm probably too emotionally invested in that slab of circuitry, but a big chunk of my life is wrapped up in it. Until it returns, I'll be writing on paper and occasionally venturing into the dungeon-like basement to use the computer. Since I've already been down here long enough to threaten my shaky sanity, I'm going to give you a link to the book review I did this morning for our group blog, writersvibe, and then I'm heading upstairs to face a blank piece of paper.
Wish me luck!