One more week and I will have met my goal. I'm considering doing this again next month; it wasn't trivial, but it wasn't impossible either. The only difficult part was dealing with the convention; hotel wireless was no fun, and so I had to find a friend's house where I could mooch computer time the first day, and write them after I got home the second and third days. Still, 100 words isn't very many.
At first, he didn’t know what to do about the episodes. He thought they were seizures; although doctors said nothing was wrong. It seemed more frequent around computers, so he avoided them.
But instead, his hands would erupt in pain, twisting as if to find phantom keys.
So he started to carry around a foldable keyboard to attach to his phone.
Mercifully, most of the episodes were short, five-minute bursts. Few struck at inopportune moments. And so he stopped thinking about them.
Until he looked at what he was writing. And then had it translated.
When had he learned Chinese?
Monday, March 28, 2011
Day 28: Afflatus
Meaning "divine inspiration".