Archive for October, 2019

to be taught, if fortunate, by becky chambers

You wonder if you’re a bad daughter, a bad friend, a selfish asshole placing her own intellectual wankery above the living, breathing people who poured everything they could possibly give into her, and were rewarded with the sight of her walking away forever. You never answer that question, and you never will. You strap into your rocket ship anyway. Somehow, you leave.

speedboat, by renata adler

The whole magic of a plot requires that somebody be impeded from getting something over with.