Virgil Stout

A pragmatic ghost. Represents the dead.


Writing machine fail

I’d like to report that my lovely three-month-old computer is only diseased, but it is in fact deceased. I believe it’s the logic board rather than the HD, but I have all my writing redundantly backed up in any case.

This morning I’m off to the service wizards, where I do more pencil-on-paper drafts as I wait for my appointment with destiny.