A very good friend gifted me this afternoon with a little something to read while I recover from knee surgery this weekend. Because it's likely I'll be ridiculous from pain meds, I've already peeked a bit inside The Iron Whim: A Fragmented History of Typewriters by Darren Wershler-Henry.
I promised myself I'd only read the first chapter or so and save the rest for later, but so much for that. How could I help it? The intro is a haunted machine and hashish-motivated writing jag. Chapter 1 is the infamous Royal Road Test. I finally put the thing down after Chapter 2's nostalgia as religion - pages dedicated to those crazy folks who haunt Ebay (can you imagine?) to snag a bit of mechanical history.
I'm stopping right here. I swear. Not another page until after Friday's surgery.