I'm in a bit of a tight spot.
My only copy of Klingon for The Galactic Traveler, the sequel to The Klingon Dictionary, has apparently vanished from my bag while I was in town. I noticed its absence on Thursday night, and a search of the flat has proven negative.
I do need a copy pretty badly. I have been blogging about Klingon food for my blog, tlhIngan paQDI'norgh, which was why it was in my possession and n my bag, where I had deemed the risk of this happening acceptable. It was being used for research.
I've ordered a new hardback copy from Amazon, but I won't see it until June or July. If I am lucky. And Waterstones are giving me problems with my purchase of an ePub downloadable copy. I've contacted the customer service number; I'll have to do so again after the weekend.
That still leaves me with this sad problem of getting a replacement book, just before a major post and all.
I don't feel sad by the loss. I feel the challenge of getting a replacement. I feel the inconvenience.
And I am chalking this down to absent-mindedness. If I left the book behind on some surface in town accidentally, welp. Even though I can guess that, pretty much, if anybody sees a Klingon language book lying around unattended, with its edges showing the signs of frequent handling, the spine creased and the cover looking like a moulting reptile, they are going to know beyond the shadow of a doubt whose book that is.
And also that I would post about its disappearance and make a very loud Klingon stink about it.
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