Stories by Melody Dye

Melody is a graduate student at Indiana University, Bloomington, pursuing a doctorate in cognitive science, with a specialization in computational linguistics. She is interested in many questions, big and small, related to language, learning, memory, power, sexuality and disorder. When not bothering about such pointy-headed things, she likes dancing, pool hopping, late drives on warm nights, novels by curious old men, films by same, and adventuring with her mischievous little brothers and golden-eyed pup. She hopes to one day win the Bulwer-Lytton contest.

Graphics credits are due to Paul, a wonderful photographer and the best father a girl could ask for. Title credits are due to Richard Feynman, and to (my) beloved friend, FB, the last great critic. Who was it that said: If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about answers?
A photograph of the author looking uncommonly serious after cycling escapades through the vineyards of Baden-W├╝rttemberg this summer. The expression can only be due to the ill influence of broiling hot days, nights made on drink, and an exuberant accordion player stationed in the streets below. "Really now? she asks, her brow crinkling slightly. "Yann Tiersen - again?"

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