This started a while ago, talking to
artimusdin about historical romance novels and about how there's a nationality du jour, and that it'll skip about. So, I said I'd wait for Japan's turn, and start gleefully wanking over what they've gotten wrong.
So, I started thumbing through a story in this anthology she'd alerted me to. In the beginning, this sentence struck me:
I know what they were trying to say, and I'm sure you know what they were trying to say, but damn it, editor, do your farking job.
So, I started thumbing through a story in this anthology she'd alerted me to. In the beginning, this sentence struck me:
She had not taken seriously the idea that suicide was a sin, for she was not a Catholic, and a lukewarm Lutheran for that matter, and a woman of science, like her father.
I know what they were trying to say, and I'm sure you know what they were trying to say, but damn it, editor, do your farking job.
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