Right, you tell him Winston. Ernest is supposed to SHOW, not TELL! Oh wait, that’s my bad. Sometimes nothing gets story out efficiently like dialogue. And these days I aim for efficiency maybe a little more than I should.
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“I need a soul, Ralph. Any soul. YOUR soul!!” — Bart Simpson “Aaaaaaah!” — Ralph Wiggum. I’m not sure even I would recognize sincerity on Ernest’s face if it were actually there…
A riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma. The turducken of suspense fiction.
If it seems the Hound is making altogether quick work of its prey, it is only in part a sense that I need to pick up the pace if I am ever to finish this semester!
