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eBook Category: Science Fiction
eBook Description: Digital black comedy as a conversational computer--mindlessly reacting to real if not life-threatening human problems--feeds back increasingly unwise "advice"... Includes terrifying insights into the grim world of writing movie novelizations.

eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: Practical Computing, 1982
Fictionwise Release Date: May 2004

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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [56 KB], eReader (PDB) [25 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [11 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [11 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [63 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [82 KB], hiebook (KML) [36 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [42 KB], iSilo (PDB) [9 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [12 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [40 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [20 KB]
Words: 3186
Reading time: 9-12 min.
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Dear Stuart, many thanks for the postcard--always nice to hear my husband's still alive, even if he can only spare five words to tell me so. How much longer are you going to do the hermit act this time? I'm sure some writers can hack out their stuff without going into hiding like you. I know Robert Black can. Mother says you're a disgrace, but then she always does.

Expect you've forgotten your birthday. Here's something for you, just into the shops, a sort of talking computer thing. Company for you. I know you don't want me along when you're working, so think of this as a substitute. (Joke.)

I've got a cold coming on, the kids are giving me hell, and the cat next door's been doing messes on the herb bed again. That's all the news from home. Hoping you are the same, as they say....

love: Janet

Demple's eyes rolled up towards the ceiling several times while he read his wife's letter. The tight, scribbled handwriting showed even more of her resentment than her words. He screwed up the paper and tossed it towards the litter-bin. He missed.