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I love my brain, but...
Aug. 25th, 2010 09:32 amSo I spent a good chunk of last night at work (after all the work had been finished) running Google searches, trying to remember the name of a series of sci-fi short stories and/or their author, using what little I could dredge up. (This search was predicated on seeing a sci-fi "best of" collection in the break room, which although sparking the memory, did not contain any of the author's work.)
Needless to say, while I could recall some minor details, the lack of any character names or the author's name made it futile.
Until I get home, sit down and start typing out a LJ request for help in remembering/finding this author.
And then my brain recalls the name of the alien world the stories take place on, and I find the author (and collection of stories) in a couple of minutes.
I love my brain, but why does it have to take so long to recover facts from stories I last read twenty years ago?
P.S. Janet Kagan's collection "Mirabile".
Needless to say, while I could recall some minor details, the lack of any character names or the author's name made it futile.
Until I get home, sit down and start typing out a LJ request for help in remembering/finding this author.
And then my brain recalls the name of the alien world the stories take place on, and I find the author (and collection of stories) in a couple of minutes.
I love my brain, but why does it have to take so long to recover facts from stories I last read twenty years ago?
P.S. Janet Kagan's collection "Mirabile".