A moment of memory

Saw the word “cuttlefish” this morning and for no reason at all suddenly remembered that when I was very young, I misheard “cuttlefish” as “cuddlefish” and assumed it had that name because of all those arms. Not exactly a Proustian moment, I realize, but I’ve always found that deliberately mishearing words and names can be a spur to creativity. Maybe that’s how I started — with cuddlefish.

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